We got to the complex, parked, and my brother screamed as he tried to get out of the car. Pain. Muscle spasms in his lower back. I had to help him get his foot out of the car. Mom had her cane, which is adjustable, and we adjusted it for him.
Between some massage and some aspirin, he decided he wanted to go to the movie. I went to see Wall E with him, because otherwise my father would have worried about him being alone.
After the movies we went to the chiropractor, and she helped, but he's still in a fair amount of pain. He's going back to see her tomorrow morning.
He's recalculating what he's going to take to Denver with him for Worldcon. He's leaving Sunday morning.
My mother loved the movie, by the way.
Dragons behind the cut.