My back hurts at the moment. Really badly. Sort of on the right side, between the shoulder blades. Its bad enough that the pain shoots down my arm, and at times I feel like I can’t breath.
Yesterday I couldn’t even lift a coffee cup with my right hand. Reaching for the mouse on my computer hurt. I drove to a store five minutes away, and ended up having Irene drive back because I couldn’t steer well due to the shooting pain.
Today its a bit better…a Tylenol 3, two Robaxecets, and a couple of Vioxx so far, and its only 2:30 PM. All of this pain is one thing, but what really bugs me is …
…the fact that I can’t point at anything I did and say “that hurt my back”. I had a dream in the wee hours of Sunday morning in which I hurt my back. I suddenly woke up in pain, and sure enough, my back was sore. But what did I *do*?
Probably whatever it was wasn’t very heroic. I likely bent over wrong, or picked something up that I can’t remember…something dull like that. If I was into extreme sports, I could say something like I twisted my back while free climbing some 1000′ sheer drop, but no, all I can do is look at how my posture when I reach for the mouse and stuff like that.
Oh well. On the plus side, I get to take large quantities of pain killers and lie on the floor a bit. Thats always fun…