This morning, the pain was worse than it had been over the last few days. Big fat tears were rolling down my cheek as I got to the doctor's office. When I told the doctor I was going to go away tomorrow, she sprung into action immediately. Apart from prescribing me some heavy duty painkillers and muscle-relaxants, she got on the phone to a physiotherapist and begged him to see me straightaway as an emergency patient. He's done something to loosen up my pelvis and I'm feeling a lot better now; walking is not quite such a painful experience as it was an hour ago, and he's asked me to come back again at the end of the day for some more bending and stretching and manipulation, all in an effort to get me onto that plane tomorrow with a minimum of discomfort.
Sitting down is still a problem though, so I don't expect to be back here at my computer for the rest of the day.