Crashing with a friend of a friend in West Hollywood, whom I had never met before, my lower back suddenly erupted in pain. I could barely stand, I couldn't walk, and it took everything I had (and a helpful beheaded broom) to get to the bathroom and pee.
Come to find out I had ruptured a disk in my spine. This is an attempt to make a brace using my jacket back plate and a lifting belt.
On top of that, the next day I got a call. There was a death in the family. When it rains, it pours giant turds.
Not knowing anyone in LA, I had to ride the bike to the storage locker, when I could barely walk. There was a moment of pain so intense my vision blurred, but it got there safely. I had to very slowly, gingerly get off as I could barely lift a leg.