I'm not sure what I may or may not have done, but my back went out yesterday morning. A couple of days ago I had twinges for a couple of days, but yesterday whenever I made a wrong move it was like a large group of football place-kickers simultaneously punting my lower back.
It was certainly a attention getter. One minute I would be talking to someone, the next I would be doubled over in pain. By the time I went to pick up Mrs That Dan Guy, I was having rather constant spasms that repeatedly stopped me in my tracks - not to use a Canadian stereotype that we are all lumberjacks or anything - but I did stop in my tracks frequently...
We picked up some over-the-counter back pain meds, and a portable heating pad which I am testing right now, and I do feel a bit better.
I'll be proceeding carefully, but I think I may be on the mend. As long as I don't bend. Or have to fend. A helping hand I will not be able to lend.
Better run now - may be more delirious than I thought...
Later!!
2 comments:
Ya, whatever, You are STILL no where close to being on the mend. (Although I do admire you poetry there) Low and slow, be a bison today Mr.
No where, no how.
Can't even bow....
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