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Sunday, 10 March, 2002 11:39

As soon as I finished uploading yesterday's entry, I got up to go to the bathroom and take my pills; like I said, I was tired and I was going to bed.

I was almost to the bathroom when it felt like I was hit with a load of bricks. I went down to my knees, dazed... the pain wasn't yet realized.

Karen was there immediately, I think that she thought that I'd had a coronary or something like that... but no, by this time I knew what was going on: Psoas spasm.

I'd had a twinge or two earlier in the day, but I had thought nothing of it. Come to think about it, I'd had some Thursday and Friday too, and I just zoned them out.

Karen helped me up and I finally, painfully got into bed. Karen had brought in a heating pad for me, and I used it off and on last night, along with Tylenol. I was really hoping that that would be all that was required.

I knew better when I tried to get out of bed this morning, though. Drugs... I needed drugs. Karen helped get me out of bed and dressed and we headed for the hospital.

I didn't require much diagnosing... lumbar strain with spasms. The doc gave me the option of IM or oral, and I took the IM route. Felt better in 20 minutes, but not well enough, so I had another round of IM meds, then after 20 minutes he sent me home with a prescription.

Two days off work, he said. Completely rest the back, he said.

Karen brought me home and then went to get my meds. I took a couple and Karen fixed a nice breakfast and we ate and then I went to bed with the heating pad.

Slept until almost 20:00 and then I laid there a while, wondering what would be the best way to get out of bed. There is no best way, dammit. I got out of bed anyway and yes, it was painful.

I feel like such an old man, hobbling along slowly on my cane... I'm sure that I look worst that I feel, though.

Anyway, I took the pills as soon as I got up, and the edge seems to be wearing off now. I'm sitting as upright=ight as possible in the chair here, thinking that'll help things.

It's a really bad feeling, knowing that one little twist, one misjudgement, will bring me to my knees. I really don't like that part.

As long as I don't move, everything's mostly OK, but even a very small movement in my hips, legs or back can start off the spasms... the spasms don't last that long - 10-15 seconds at the most... but they literally take my breath away.

This time... this time the cause is definitely fat and outta shape. I've gotta stop talking about that and actually do something... when I get over this, of course.


Thanx for being here!

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