No, I do not mean the prison. But it was something that sounds like Attica and felt like I was imprisoned in a body doomed to pain.
I mean Sciatica of course; that nasty nerve that runs down from the hip through the thigh and down the leg. If you have ever carried a pregnancy you are probably very well acquainted with your sciatic nerve.
It bothered me when I was pregnant, when I sat too long in the wrong chair and when I bent over the wrong way. It bothered me at 385 pounds, 300 pounds, 250 pounds.
It just occurred to me that I have not had any pain from my sciatic nerve since I lost the first 150 pounds and started exercising my core. It used to bother me recurrently when I worked for hours and hours at my desk. Putting so much pressure on my back and the back of my legs for hours gave me sciatica frequently. Sometimes I would strain my back doing whatever and that would also trigger sciatica. By whatever I mean anything from tying my own shoes to sneezing while standing.
Anytime I strained my back post weight loss, I did not have sciatica. I have not had it since 2007. Back in the 1980's a doctor told me I needed a back brace and surgery. In 2000 a doctor told me I had arthritis in my spine and should consider fusion. It seems all I really needed was to lose weight and exercise just enough to get everything lubed and limber.
I just recognized this blessing. I sigh and say with great sincerity that I am very grateful not to have recurrent sciatica anymore. I am on parole - as long as I do not return to my prior behaviors.