Skipping Off With A Peanut

This crow was hunting peanuts today and he had a better time than I did.  My doctor had ordered an MRI so I spent 30 or so minutes in that delightful, noisy machine while it took pictures of whatever is going on in my back.  I'm not really sure why I was eager to find out because so far it isn't good news.  I'll need the assessment of a neurosurgeon and a couple of other medical professionals because it's too soon for any credible answer, so I'm trying to remain calm.