Back in February, I hurt my back. I never figured out what caused it, and after about three or four days, the pain was completely gone. Those exercises Squid told me about actually helped quite a bit. I might go so far as to say it helped the pain go away faster. Without those painful exercises, perhaps the pain would have lasted longer than it did. Maybe.
It’s been seven months, and the pain is back. Un-freakin’-believable. I wish I had some great story about how I threw it out swinging from the ceiling fan in my room during an exciting sexcapade. Or a terrible movie stunt gone wrong. But I don’t. It’s simply nothing more than a wrong sleeping position. I think.
I went on a movie date last night (oh, I can’t wait to review that movie), and sitting in the theatre seats was not fun. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat throughout the whole movie. Getting up for work this morning was difficult. The stabbing pain was controlling my every move. The trainers tried to help me in every way they could. Boss#2 provided me with some patches to put over the area that was painful, but I think she went a bit out of control when I showed her where it hurt. I had ELEVEN patches on my lower back. And there was no relief from any of those patches. :-(
I was desperate for some relief, so a close friend provided me with a little pill. I took it about an hour ago. So far, I’m having hot flashes, and a little bit of a lightheadedness. No pain relief yet.
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