The Great Bear

Analogy time:

In my mind I can see a huge, bad tempered bear.
 (my pain)
I shoot the bear with a tranquiliser dart.
 (I go to bed)
This makes the bear angry.   
 (Getting out of my wheelchair and lying down makes my pain worse)
The bear flails around, tearing at the dart with an angry paw.
 (I flail around, massaging my lower back with an angry paw)
Eventually the bear passes out.
 (Eventually, I fall asleep)
The bear wakes up with a sore head, and eats a jar of honey.
 (I wake up with a sore back and eat toast and marmalade)

So here is where my pain and I diverge. Clearly, I'm more Paddington than Pooh.