OK, now I'm annoyed
Mar. 27th, 2009 10:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
selenaySo yesterday I felt achy and ick when I got up, my back was grumbling and I wasn't happy.
The slight twinging in my upper back, just under the left shoulder blade, didn't seem that important.
Things seemed to settle as the day went on and I got cocky enough to think that I'd make it to my knitting group. Then I got into the car to drive home and realised that those twinges were actually a bit more painful than that, particularly when I tried to turn my head. But I was still going out to knit.
I sat down and worked out my shopping list and next week's menu plan, sort of vaguely thinking that my back was starting to hurt a bit, and then set about making supper.
As an aside, I've worked out why my carbonara was not good the last time I made it. I forgot the salt and pepper, my parmesan wasn't fresh enough and there wasn't enough of it. Fixed all of that last night and made a gorgeous carbonara.
Anyway, the twinges got worse as I pottered around cooking and continued getting worse while I was eating. It was a struggle to lift the kettle and I barely managed to get the pasta drained into a colander without an accident. By the time I'd cleared the dishes away I could barely stand up straight, so I thought I'd take a ten minute lie-down before going to knitting and it would be all better.
OK, I admit that I was stupid.
When I tried to sit up again, it took me twenty minutes. At that stage I called my aunt to alert her that I may need to go to the doctor's tomorrow and I'd definitely need a lift. My aunt is lovely and came straight over with Flexeril to dose me up and help me out. She fed the cats and cleaned their tray (because I was definitely not getting that done), made me a hot water bottle and generally sorted me out a bit.
The heat helped a bit, but I don't think the Flexeril was very helpful. I still took a second dose before trying to go to sleep. It took me a long time to get myself into bed and I didn't sleep well, oddly enough!
This morning it hadn't resolved itself. I think that it's just a trapped nerve, but my doctor doesn't have any appointments available and I don't think it's enough of an emergency to warrant going to a walk-in clinic. It's definitely not an ER visit thing. I called work first thing to let them know there was a problem, but by the time I got myself up, showered and dressed I figured that I was upright enough to do some work from home. I was only an hour and a half late starting, after all.
My boss is trying to tell me that I need to stop working and look after my back. It's just a trapped nerve! I'll see how I go. I'm fairly sure that it's my shoulder blade that has shifted and trapped something so hopefully it will shift back fairly soon and release. It usually does when I do this to my neck.
Now, if I could just learn to breathe without moving my rib cage or anything other part of my upper torso that would be fabulous.
The slight twinging in my upper back, just under the left shoulder blade, didn't seem that important.
Things seemed to settle as the day went on and I got cocky enough to think that I'd make it to my knitting group. Then I got into the car to drive home and realised that those twinges were actually a bit more painful than that, particularly when I tried to turn my head. But I was still going out to knit.
I sat down and worked out my shopping list and next week's menu plan, sort of vaguely thinking that my back was starting to hurt a bit, and then set about making supper.
As an aside, I've worked out why my carbonara was not good the last time I made it. I forgot the salt and pepper, my parmesan wasn't fresh enough and there wasn't enough of it. Fixed all of that last night and made a gorgeous carbonara.
Anyway, the twinges got worse as I pottered around cooking and continued getting worse while I was eating. It was a struggle to lift the kettle and I barely managed to get the pasta drained into a colander without an accident. By the time I'd cleared the dishes away I could barely stand up straight, so I thought I'd take a ten minute lie-down before going to knitting and it would be all better.
OK, I admit that I was stupid.
When I tried to sit up again, it took me twenty minutes. At that stage I called my aunt to alert her that I may need to go to the doctor's tomorrow and I'd definitely need a lift. My aunt is lovely and came straight over with Flexeril to dose me up and help me out. She fed the cats and cleaned their tray (because I was definitely not getting that done), made me a hot water bottle and generally sorted me out a bit.
The heat helped a bit, but I don't think the Flexeril was very helpful. I still took a second dose before trying to go to sleep. It took me a long time to get myself into bed and I didn't sleep well, oddly enough!
This morning it hadn't resolved itself. I think that it's just a trapped nerve, but my doctor doesn't have any appointments available and I don't think it's enough of an emergency to warrant going to a walk-in clinic. It's definitely not an ER visit thing. I called work first thing to let them know there was a problem, but by the time I got myself up, showered and dressed I figured that I was upright enough to do some work from home. I was only an hour and a half late starting, after all.
My boss is trying to tell me that I need to stop working and look after my back. It's just a trapped nerve! I'll see how I go. I'm fairly sure that it's my shoulder blade that has shifted and trapped something so hopefully it will shift back fairly soon and release. It usually does when I do this to my neck.
Now, if I could just learn to breathe without moving my rib cage or anything other part of my upper torso that would be fabulous.
