Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Funny, if it Weren't Painful
Between not getting to the gym for the last four days, lugging Harley's carrying case around, sitting on uncomfortable seats in the AEC waiting room, and the stress of losing the cat, I'm now -- not surprisingly -- semi-crippled by lower back pain. The back muscles haven't gone into full spasm, but they're threatening to do so any second.
The funny thing here, if you have a particularly dark sense of humor (and who doesn't?) is that I'm walking with a severe limp, not that different from the cat's gait after his surgery. At least I'm sure mine's not caused by a blood clot!
Earlier this afternoon, I managed to lower myself onto the floor so I could try to do some stretching exercises. That didn't work very well, so I tried to get up again, which worked even less well. I had to call Gary for help; between the two of us, we finally managed to get me into a position from which I could get back to my feet.
"Oh, good," Gary said as I stood up. "We won't have to take you to Animal Emergency."
Yeah, no kidding!
I called my doctor, who phoned in a prescription for muscle relaxants. Gary walked down to the store to get them, since I don't think driving would be a great idea. (I know swimming would help my back, and the doctor said he'd recommend it, but, well, I don't think driving would be a good idea, especially now that I've taken the muscle relaxant.)
I'm hoping that since I've addressed the back pain before it went into full spasm, I'll be feeling well enough to teach tomorrow.