Okay, after my last super long post I haven’t clicked a single button on the computer. I am did a losey job on ICLW. I just didn’t have it in me. For two days after my Dr. appt. I just hung out around the house. Blah. I really don’t have much of an excuse other than I was spent, and needed to recuperate.
I want to thank everyone for all the wonderful words of sympathy and encouragement after my last post. I haven’t been getting on my blog on the big computer, but it is nice to get the emails via Crac.kberry. This is such a wonderful world of bloggers. I love you all. I am tearing up thinking about it- and i am not even hormonal!
I am pleased to say I am doing MUCH better. THANK GOD. I am dreading my next period time., but hopefully it will be less b/c I am skipping the placebos.
Here is the funny part. Well, ironic/just my luck part. I have a renewed desire to lose at least 10 pounds before my Hawaii Trip (TOTALLY DO-ABLE!). I really did well on the walking/ elliptical and meeting with my trainer. Then Wednesday happened. I was having to re-learn how to do Cleans as I haven’t done them in a while. I was using a 45# free weight bar. This was the last weight I was on…and obviously I have regressed.
SIDE NOTE: My lower back pops a lot on a normal, and I have had episodes of back pain a lot over the years. I mean come on I was an ER and ICU nurse. We all compromise and use poor body mechanics even if we know better. It happens.
So I was doing the cleans wrong and my trainer “ShitBrickHouse–SBH” (as in build like one) kept having to correct me until I finally got it. Somewhere in there I felt a pull/pop. Not unusual for me. I pop a lot during weight training. Even my fingers will pop. SBH and I laugh about it- say I am just a gassy person..even in my joint.
(I promise this story has a point)
As I am leaving the gym I step off the curb and I feel it. The weight on my feet start killing my back. I have to go to my husbands work, and I made a fatal mistake. I wore heels (wedge type heels). Three hours in his office hobnobbing with drug reps and hospice social workers did me in.(They are my friends, thats why I went)So I go home- Ice it, take ibuprofen and do more stretches. Nothing really helped.
My husband ALSO found out that he FAILED the test we went to Chicago to take. He got a near perfect score on the written section, but for some reason they failed him on his oral part. I think they just want him to pay the 1500 to take it again. WHATEV! It isn’t like he needed it- it was just more letters behind his name. Come to find out the pass rate on the first round of testing is less than 30%. That is just wrong. Second round testing is like 85%. See what I mean?!?! Crazy. At least we had fun in Chi-town and I met Blossom!!
OMG– get distracted much? Sorry, so- the point of THAT detour was to say that my husband wanted to go out to eat that night, drink a few. So I had to drive.no booze or muscle relaxers for. By the time I finally made it home Wedn. I hardly could stand up straight. I took an A.M.R.I.X which is a long acting muscle relaxer. My husband had some samples from when he hurt his back last fall. They didn’t help. I was just doped up and slept in the SAME position for about 10 hours.
Thursday I had to work, help pass out T-Shirts for Kaps For Kids (R.ona.ld Mc.Don.ald H.ouse)….and that consisted of hauling large heavy boxes and bending over to read orders, etc. I shouldn’t have done it. THEN I had to go to a drug rep dinner and learn about P.la.vix treatment in stroke patients. (um, obviously for my DH- but was interesting) By the time I made it home I was about ready to go to the ER..but I refuse unless I am missing a limb or unconscious. Ice and ibuprofen where not helping. Um, needless to say it was my busiest day in a long time..when it should have been resting at home day.
I waited until Friday to go to the clinic where I work to get seen. I got a wonderful shot of To.r.a.dol (aka Best freakin‘ thing ever), steroid dose pack and T3s- which apparently give me insomnia whilst unable to keep my eyes open. Weird huh?
I have been scheduled for Physical Therapy. Yet, interestingly enough no x-ray. I follow up with my primary on Monday…we shall see what goes down.
I finally feel better today. PHEW! I can tell the steroids are helping…and of course the Tylenol with codeine also.
Husband is awake now….must go figure out breakfast!!