I'm currently laying in bed, with my laptop balanced on my stomach, stealing my neighbor's wireless internet, waiting for the vicoden to kick in.
My back hurts SO FUCKING BAD, you have no idea.
I still have no idea what I did to re-injure it. But I did. And it sucks.
So, backstory [no pun intended] - I injured my back five years ago when I fell off Cici during my last jumping class at the Thurston County Fair and did a header into the fence. The same accident that broke my wrist. And it's hurt ever since then, but only a dull, manageable pain.
About three and a half weeks ago, it started to hurt again. I'd sit all day at work and by the time i got home, I'd be in so much pain that I couldn't do anything except lie down. Even standing up hurt.
Last Sunday, while at work, the pain was so bad that it was making me sick, and I was throwing up. So I went to a doctor at a walk-in clinic since I don't have a regular doctor in Puyallup yet. He poked and prodded for a few minutes, told me it might be a pinched nerve and sent me home with a shitload of drugs and made me take two days off work to rest.
But now I've started to wake up in pain, and I'm having trouble sleeping - I'm getting like three hours of sleep per night. And the pain is starting to creep down my left leg, especially when I walk or lift my leg.
I still have no idea what's wrong. I'm seeing a spine specialist on the 23rd, and I'm praying to God that whatever it ends up being, it doesn't require surgery.
I hate this. So much. It's so frustrating.
I missed Christmas with my mom's side of the family because I was at the doctor's office.
And today was AWFUL - not only was I sitting in class all day, but it was a 90-minute drive each way. Which sucked balls. Even the five-minute trip to the dispatch center hurts. Three hours in a car was torture. And I have to do that for the next four days.
Kill me now? Thanks.
P.S. - Off-topic, but the creepy Myspace people are at it again. WHAT. THE. FUCKKKKKK. Why me?
1 comment:
Oh my goshhh. I'm so sorry about your back, that is seriously no bueno. And you have to wait until the 23rd?! That sounds so scary and awful ... and don't the MySpace creepers know you've got enough going on?! I'll cut a bitch. I wish I knew who to beat up to make this better ... maybe the people at the doctor until they give you an earlier appointment?
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