Nerve-wracking

oohhh great: last week i was operated at my back because of a herniated vertebral disk (bandscheibenvorfall).
at the volleyball tournament on saturday 26th i was already in pain, but still i wanted to play and it worked somehow, although i couldn't move properly. then, on sunday, i met some friends at the beach field to lie in the sun, study and relax a little. i had the glorious idea to skate there; at least it was quite plain to me that i could not play beach volleyball in this condition.

when we decided to go home, i barely could move or walk. my back and my left leg hurt so much that i cried on the way to the parking lot. a dear friend had got her car, and drove with me to the hospital. the first one couldn't help us and we had to go to another one, which meant 15 more minutes to drive.
although i wasn't able to move or sit or walk, these idiots tried to do a little stretching with my leg, which of course didn't help, so they gave me a shot in my back and sent me home again. they also gave me a prescription for pain relievers, and since this night i've been 'on drugs' constantly (a new experience for me, because i never take any tablets or something because i never get ill).

when we were home (meanwhile three hours had passed), my back was better because of the injection but my leg still hurt - same thing the next day. well, fortunately i called a good private clinic here and got an appointment for the following morning. so then the next journey started. checked by the one doctor, infusions against the pain (which made me almost pass out), sent to the next doctor somewhere else for MRI and finally diagnosed with a herniated vertebral disk (plus a piece of spinal disk that had detached itself and compressed my nerve), back to the clinic and sent to a doctor who strongly recommended me an operation.

he offered me an appointment for the next day, and so i packed my things and went. the operation apparently went well, the first 2, 3 days after the anesthesia were not much fun. one night the pain in my leg came back, and i thought i was going to die. i was actually screaming and whining until they gave me some morphine, and then i didn't feel anything anymore.
after five and a half days in hospital, i went home again yesterday, the piece of spinal disk in my bag.
it's so annoying.. no sports for the next six weeks except swimming... my left leg's nerve is still weak and i have to go to physiotherapy and rehab. otherwise i feel good, just a little tired and slow from the medication. weather is beautiful...