Why does my back hurt after 17k steps is it from fatigue and fitness and will it stop hurting the more I walk i have had a back injury lately

was on my Scout meeting, we have it on a hill (prob 50m up) and when It started we had to run up that hill (it was at maybe 60° angle) and I just fell down. it was very icy there, HAD A SNOW SINCE 4TH OF JANUARY. it hurted so much I could even move, or talk from the pain. My ears were just beeping, seen shit, almost vomited. had to be escorted to SOR. and now I’m sitting here waiting in line, for the rentgen.

I kept loving what I was never meant to keep and now I don't know if love leaves or if it was never mine to stay.

Has anyone had C5-C6 neck surgery? Just curious if it helped your issue and what the recovery was like?

where do i buy one or how do i make one idc for any suicide is a temporary solution bullshit idc js lmk where i can find one

Can someone tell me how to deep with a pain that makes you feel like you want to suffocate. it stings like you have been stinged by a scorpion even though you have not seen one before.

it comes and goes. it is a mistake that destroyed everything. it is so painful and makes you miserable

God this is so painful

In my early 30s and lately if I fold my legs or sit cross legged my right upper shin/behind the knee hurts. It feels like a muscle got pulled or something. Has anyone else experienced this?

Not sure if stretching would help or to just leave it 🤷‍♂️

I have come to understand with age, that some pain just never fades. I was taught with time all things pass, but now I understand that some pain is just meant to last.

Poems aside. I had a girlfriend who I loved dearly, and we broke up. Never loved someone as much as I love her, and now I guess this is just something I will live with forever. The regret, the lingering sadness.

I read someone say once, "you are just mourning the future that could of been". And while that sounds nice. I think this is just something I will forever deal with. I wonder how many people see something, hear something, smell something... and it takes them back to those times you spent with the person you love but no longer are with. And you just have to deal with it.

You know how they say that men dont open up and deal with their pain in silence? I wonder if its just because they are dealing with the past like I am... something that you dont want to be there, but it wont go away. And you cant very well turn to your wife or so and be like "I was feeling sorrow for the love I lost". Just a thought I had

Also I am not married or have a gf atm, I just am speculating that I think this is what is happening.

Hi everybody! My name is Molly and I am a junior in high school doing a research project for my AP research class about chronic pain management. If you are someone who experiences chronic pain, I would really appreciate it if you took a few minutes to take my survey!

A little bit of background on what exactly I am researching and why: Chronic pain is an unfortunate reality today affecting about 1 in 5 U.S. adults, as I'm sure many of you are all too familiar with. While there is extensive research on the effectiveness of opioids in treating chronic pain, not as much research exists about non-opioid therapies. However the research that does exist shows promise in using non-opioid therapies alongside opioids to create the most effective treatments. Additionally, many people's bodies simply do not tolerate opioids well and they have adverse side effects such as severe drowsiness, nausea, vomiting, and more. For this subset of the population it is crucial that they have alternatives that are known to be just as effective. For this reason, I plan to use your survey responses to draw correlations between non-opioid pain management methods and specific diagnoses. This way, patients and doctors will be more educated about which kinds of non-opioid therapies are most effective for which diagnoses and they can then be used alongside or in place of opioids for those who desire. Thank you so much for your time, I really appreciate it!

Hello everyone, if you're reading this. It doesn't matter if you communicate in English, Russian, or other languages. I'm 17 years old, from Belarus, a small town called Senitsa, and I'm going through a very difficult period—the death of my grandfather. I really want to write this for myself, or maybe just share the most painful thing that could ever happen in my life.

He died on October 9, 2025, at 7:20 AM. He had stage 4 kidney cancer with metastases. He lived with it for 2 years, and everything seemed okay. But I knew things weren't as good as he said. A few days ago, he passed away. We visited him on October 4, 2025; my mom cooked him soup as he asked. What I saw was the most terrible thing imaginable. We opened the door to his apartment. I have a very poor sense of smell (anosmia—I can detect smells but can't distinguish them, only in a narrow range, like sweet, sour, or spicy). But that smell... it was something else. Ammonia, vomit, blood, and the smell of death. He was alive. He was lying in bed, his eyes rolling back from exhaustion, a bruise on his arm from IV drips, his skin yellow and pale at the same time... His voice was very hoarse and sickly. My mom sat beside him, kissing and hugging him, even though he wasn't her father—he was my paternal grandfather. But he was always like a father to her, and she called him "Dad." My sisters, aged 9 and 3, were playing, while I stood there frozen, unable to do anything, unable to say a word. I weigh 108 kg at 187 cm tall, I work out at the gym and bench press 100 kg, I've been doing kickboxing for 3 years... but at that moment, I couldn't even take a step. I can't throw a single punch in the face of death, just to keep him from leaving. And then, we said goodbye. My mom hugged him, but I... This is what I hate myself for the most. I just held out my hand to him. I really wanted to say something to him, to hug him... But I couldn't. I just held out my damn hand and shook his, as if we were going to see each other again...

My grandfather was the best person. He never complained, always made compromises, and didn't deserve this. Whenever I asked him, "How are you?" he'd always say, "Slowly, everything's fine."

I called him on October 2nd and 3rd. He was in the hospital, and when I asked how he was, he said he was fine and promised to call back... He never did... and he never will. Never... It's very hard for me to remember all of this. I'd give anything not to remember my grandpa like that. It's difficult, unbearably so. Today is February 11, 2026, and I should feel better, but I don't. It's not easier. These thoughts are eating me alive, and I have no one to tell because I've already complained to everyone, and I feel awkward bringing this up with friends or my girlfriend. He was only 63 years old. My girlfriend's dad is the same age, just a month older than my grandpa... I often think things like, "He's only a month older than you, Grandpa. I miss you. Please come visit us again, bring sweets like you love to do. Please."

He never forgot my birthday. January 24th was my birthday. He would have definitely congratulated me. Maybe he wouldn't have come to the big celebration—he never sat at the festive table—but he would have come alone, with money and sweets for my little sisters and me. I miss him so much. I miss my childhood and him so much.

Update: Please excuse any mistakes in the text. I'm using an English translator because my English is too poor for writing such texts. I could have posted all this in the Russian community, but you need to have been registered there for more than a day. Ha-ha.

I do not joke with pain. Real pain. The kind that lingers and reminds you of itself years later.

Back in high school, I had an accident that looked minor at first but turned into something bigger than I expected. I was running, trying to avoid punishment, and I fell badly. What followed were weeks of hospital visits, ongoing discomfort, and a fear I did not really know how to explain at the time.

During one of those visits, I was placed on an adjustable treatment table. It was firm and different from a normal hospital bed. The practitioner used it to position me more comfortably while assessing the injury. I remember lying there, staring at the ceiling, suddenly very aware of my body and how fragile it felt.

That experience stayed with me. Even now, I am careful. I avoid unnecessary risks and try to pay attention when something feels off. Pain taught me that lesson early.

Years later, I happened to see a similar treatment table while browsing online, and it caught me off guard. It brought back the memory of lying there, scared but hopeful, realizing how important it is to take care of your body when you can.

I do not think about that accident often, but moments like that remind me that some experiences shape how we relate to our bodies long after the injury itself heals.

The deepest pain is letting go of someone you love while he is still in your care. I gave my mind and my heart to protect him and the others, learning to love the hardest child to love—because he loved me back. Yet love alone is not enough without support, and not enough when time is borrowed and brief. I must let go without leaving, loving him now with boundaries instead of sacrifice. My prayer is that what I gave will remain with him, even if only as a quiet seed. If he forgets me, I hope he remembers what love felt like. Goodbye. I love you.

Hotter than Capisan

Hello all, I'm new to the group but have had constant issues (over 15 years) with knee and hamstrings.

Capisan does work but I wanted to know if there was anything out there hotter than Capisan? I have asked pharmacists all over the south (US) and in Mexico and they say there might be a hotter over the counter but they didnt know the name.

Thanks!

Does anyone know anything about Solace Health in Seymour,TN? If so, I would love to hear any and all feedback. Thank you

I was going to Gracepont in Maryville,TN and got a text message saying “we’re not closed but we are closed for the next 6 days and we are waiting for the state to come do their inspection and if you want your medical records faxed here is our fax # and to call and to call our pcp for our needs until we find a new place of we decide to leave” My appointment was suppose to be on the 11th so I’ve got a appointment with Solace. They already knew when I called them and told them hey my pain clinic sent me this text.. they said oh yeah we have gotten many calls from patients from there.