I noticed a while ago that I want to bake, when I get stressed. Yesterday, I hauled out two sticks of butter so I could make cookies or brownies, realized I was doing it, and thought, “Comfort baking!” It’s not even so much about *eating* what I bake. It’s just that I find baking to be, well, comforting. I decided what I should do is send most of what I bake to work with Ted or Shaun so that it’s not here for me to pig out on. That way…
jesus christ
jesus christ on a pogo stick on tuesday. just got back from the chiro. he got some pretty profound (re: excrutiating) pops from my lower back/tailbone, the exciting result of which is that i’m barely able to walk. it’s not that he did something hideous; it’s that my poor back muscles are *so* exhausted they just can’t hold me up. he gave me a back support belt because I almost literally couldn’t walk without holding my back like a pregnant woman. I could fumble a step or two, and then…
this sucks
You know, all I’ve got to talk about is the various kinds of pain I’m in. Maybe I won’t bother. :P
chiropracted
just got back from the chiropractor. he took pictures of my spine and showed me where it’s screwed up and then crunched me and now i have different pain in a different place. he managed one significant crunch which feels eight thousand times better, sort of in the upper part of my lower back on the left side. the lower stuff is still pretty painful, especially on the right side. but i go back again tomorrow, and i’m bloody well going to keep going back until my spine no longer…
exciting
oh, this is exciting. i’ve gone from spasms to heartbeat-paced throbs of pain when i try to move. and i didn’t take any dayquil and it’s up three flights of stairs and i just can’t bring myself to do that again. i went up and got my muscle relaxants (took the last one, wah) and a couple aspirin, none of which i have any faith in. some small part of my brain is convinced that if only i can drink enough water, it will make my muscles loosen up. i…