Not only did he schedule an MRI, but he hooked me up with some big guns (ie. vicodin and some other tranquilizer). The good news is I can move without passing out.

Now then, as for the MRI, they better find something wrong with my back. I almost died when I paid the bill. $480. Jesus christ dancing! I asked if insurance covered any of it...the reseptionist informed me that the $480 was my 20% portion of the fee!

So, I'm not only trying to recover from the back pain, but from the sticker shock. All around, this experienced has sucked total weenus.