So last Sunday morning I was wrestling with my golden retriever having a grand ol' time. Then, I went to stand up straight and heard a pop while white heat surged across my back from hip to hip. I spent all day Sunday and Monday (which luckily enough was a holiday) in bed. I made it through the work week and was mostly fine; until last night that is. By the time I got home I was walking like an eighty-year-old. I feel like my muscles are cramping in such a way that my spine is sitting in more of a question mark rather than straight left to right. I was in tears last night.
This isn't the first time I've thrown my back out, and all the other times the doctor has given me a shot of a muscle relaxer and sent me home with a pain medicine Rx. I really don't feel like paying for a visit and scans just to be told the same thing. It has been a full 7 days now... I told the hubby that I'd go to the doctor on Wednesday if I didn't feel any better (I only work a half day this Wednesday).
I've been worthless this week. I've done absolutely no housework or cooking. I've barely managed to fit in school work after my work day. I still have a lot to complete. Plus, my parents are coming over tomorrow and my house is disastrous! My mom is coming to cook me a special birthday dinner... I turn 29 this week. Yikes! That's way too close to 30 for me! Busy, busy!
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