Forever Back Pain

I don't have back pain, but my good guy friend does. I'm gonna call him "Mr. Naggy" He's pretty feminine and shows his emotions, that's why I like him. He's not gay, he's totally straight, but he's a guy that shows feelings. Anywho, onto the blog. I haven't seen him in a while. He's missed about 2 weeks worth of school, and he has been complaining of back pain the week before. I saw him during lunch, and was glad to see him back, but he didn't seem too happy. As I went to give him hug, welcoming him back, he was pretty depressed and gave a half-hug. He sat down and kept looking at his phone. My best friend, and her other Hispanic friend (she actually knew Spanish, and English is her second language. I'm gonna call her Yar.) wanted to read my story. I've been writing a story based on different perspectives of my chararcters. And as I was explaining the relationships, I saw Naggy start to cry. He wasn't sobbing, just tears were rolling down his face. Me and my best friend wanted to know, but he wouldn't say, so we left him alone. He told my best friend what happened, and he left lunch early. I asked my bestie what happened and she responded," It's his back." He's been to the hospital a few times to get checked out, but he still doesn't know. Apparently, they did some tests on him, and he hasn't gotten an answer. I decided to investigate myself. Though, it was hard to, because all he complained about was back pain. No fever, discoloration, bruising, nothing. My only answer was a muscle spasm or a strain. I strained my back before, and it didn't feel good. I remember bending down too quickly, and felt my muscle tear. Ouch. I had problems standing up straight, but I was able to sleep. I'm no doctor....yet. But, that's my best guess. Also, my dad is having some stomach problems, and I gave him some suggestions on some stuff he can eat that'll settle the stomach. My parents call me the "Doctor." I love that nickname!