MONDAY: The new week begins and I’m not having a great time of it. The pain in my back continued over the weekend and shows no sign of abating yet. I will try to carry on blogging as usual, despite being in agony, as I intend to keep up our presence on the web and work on my WIP, for it will give my mind something else to concentrate on. I’ll update you on this theory later in the week!
TUESDAY: The muscle spasms seem to have stopped and I am glad about that, but the pain continues. Anita offered to massage my back with the Ibuprofen Gel and found some of the muscles in my lower back knotted into hard lumps. I am deformed!
My mood has sunk to a new low even for me, as I feel so helpless. The high spot of my day is staggering to the loo after climbing the stairs on my hands and knees!
WEDNESDAY: I received a telephone call from my GP. The results of my recent urine test show a nasty kidney infection, so maybe the pain in my back isn’t from juggling couches after all! Antibiotics are winging their way to me, so relief should be arriving soon after with a little bit of luck.
THURSDAY: Another depressing day. Pain is no better and the frustration of being unable to do even the simplest thing is taking its toll. Everywhere I look, there are jobs that need doing, jobs I just cannot do at the moment and I want to scream, as in my depressed state I imagine I might be incapacitated for the rest of my natural life.
FRIDAY: I awoke the next morning with a strange revelation. The pain seemed to have receded a little during the night. It might have been my imagination, but it did feel different. I realised that it hadn’t hurt so much during the night either. One hour later, I knew something had changed. The crushing pain had indeed lessened and walking to the kitchen didn’t have my body begging to sit down.
Against Anita’s better judgement, I decide to have a shower, as I desperately needed one. We have a strong handrail over the bath, so all should be well. The pain passed an opinion on my activities later on, but even then, it wasn’t as bad as it has been.
I hope that I have turned a corner and will be back to normal in no time, although I do know I will have to be patient! All of which is a pain (no pun intended) as I have discovered that my muse has gone into hiding. Apparently, she doesn’t do pain!
Oh dear! Well, I’m so sorry that you and your muse haven’t been feeling well, but I’m also glad that it sounds like you’re getting better. Take care.
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Bless you, Priscilla…
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Fingers crossed thins get better from here!
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I hope they do, for I’m fed up creeping around like the ghost of Christmas past!
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I’m glad to see your muse didn’t disappear for too long and that the pain had started to abate. I hope it speeded up from then and you were soon back to normal.
xxx Massive Hugs xxx
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Those hugs were very welcome, David. Bless you for them! XXX
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Hope you’re on the mend and the muse returns. Chronic pain is a miserable companion.
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I keep telling myself that it cannot last forever… but I miss my muse in the meantime…
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So pleased to read you seem to have turned a corner. Pain like that is a misery.
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and it makes the rest of the family miserable too, what with the worry of it all… I can’t wait until it goes away completely…
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My muse would be in hiding too with that kind of pain. On the plus side, perhaps you are now on the mend, and it’s just a matter of time. Sending you healing prayers and wishes.
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Very grateful, Mae!
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Your muse is a wuss – if you can stand the pain, she ought’a too! (unless your muse is a dude, then all bets are off)
So glad to hear things are easing. Do you think the antibiotics kicked in and helped out?
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I would like to think they did, to make up for the nausea and stomach ache it gave me!
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