Painfully Funny (in Postpartum Land)

Over the summer, I had pretty bad sciatrica. My spine and joints "snapping back into place," as the postpartum industry says, sort of smashed back into a (more compacted) place. 

One day on an afternoon stroll around Williamsburg, two early 20's men in a minivan drove by me leaned out the car window to ask me a question. 

"Excuse me miss, are you in pain?"

I think "Oh, God. It's that apparent? Is my sciatica like...visible? Do I walk with a limp? Do I have a slight hunchback?

Am I scowling?" 

And then one said, laughing..."Because you look like you just fell from heaven."

I laughed to myself - and appreciated his comment.