Ok, I'm just going to stop talking to everyone about anything personal. Even my mother. Now that I've decided to try and avoid surgery due to the risk of it turning out to be a fusion, all she can talk about is that that is probably what I need to do. I think it's primarily because I told her that if I could find a way to manage the pain medically without doing any motor or nerve damage, I would go ahead and quit my job and move on to the cupcake dream. She thought that was totally ridiculous and went on a rant about me jumping into things I shouldn't even be thinking about right now...what if I ended up having to have the surgery later, I should stay with this insurance until I know for sure, etc. Well, there IS NO KNOWING FOR SURE! Unless I start having sensory or motor deficits, it's all amorphous! And I refuse to stay in this hell hole of a job forever "just in case"! I will find a way to get insurance on my own, even if it means begging Dad for the money for it! And I will find a way to get my dream! It may be more complicated than I originally thought and may take a lot of money grubbing on my part, but the longer I'm here and the longer I'm miserable, the more resolved I am to get out and do something that makes me happy, back injury be damned!