Flat on my back for a third day in a row. I’m in much less pain today, which is a very nice thing indeed, but it still hurts to, oh, SIT UP. The fucking dog just shit in the kitchen. Again. I’m at a loss as to what to do. Oh, and? Cleaning up after the dog when you’ve got a bad back? Really sucks a lot.
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more pain. *sigh*
Man, I’m wiped out. Went to the chiro again today. I’m on bedrest again today. Lying around on my back. On an ice pack. Very cold. I’m better today, which is to say I am no longer in excrutiating pain, but merely mind-boggling pain. Oh yeah, I’m reminded, I wrote a haiku while lying around in the chiro’s office this morning. Damn, I can’t remember it. You’re probably all relieved. *helpless painful giggles* the wretched cats have been ignoring my bed-ridden self. Shaun just put Zilli down beside me. Zilli…
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pain. lots of pain.
The visit to the chiro this morning — I successfully made an appointment — was excrutiatingly painful. My back is as bad right now as it was in May when I went in, all because I went for a stupid little 2 minute run at the end of July. I literally couldn’t stand when he got done with me. Ted had to help me in and out of the car, and upstairs, and to lie down on the couch, where I am assigned to at least a day’s bedrest. I…