When life kicks you in the back

"So, how many months?" My spine arched backwards, my left hand supporting my lower back, I inched forward and into the physiotherapist's clinic, wincing with every slow step. "Oh no! I'm not pregnant!" I replied. A little embarrassed, the doctor apologised and asked me about my backache. "Four-five years?! Why on earth did you not… Continue reading When life kicks you in the back