September 30, 2015 1 Comment
Although I’ve managed to get 5 articles posted in the past 6 weeks, I’m actually not doing all that well, and I finally decided that I owe my readers an explanation.
I was driving, with my whole family in the car, when our car was rear-ended on August 15. Nobody else was hurt. I didn’t notice that I was hurt until we were back in the car after exchanging insurance information with the other driver, so it must not have been that bad, right?
Oh, it could be worse. It could be so much worse. Riding in cars is very dangerous! We are lucky and grateful.
But my back still hurts. This is my 46th day of continuous pain. Much of the time it’s quite mild, but it wears on me, makes me tired, dulls my appreciation of every good thing in life. Then there are the times when I try to do some ordinary thing like picking up a half-gallon of milk or my 22-pound toddler, opening a heavy door, or scooting back my desk chair by pushing with my feet–or I’m not even doing anything at all–and my lower-back muscles send out blinding flashes of pain.
I thought it was just the cumulative pain that was making me so tired that I had trouble stumbling through my daily life, so distracted that I found myself wrapping up work days realizing that I’d done only two hours’ worth of work in eight hours, so irritable that I was shrieking at my ten-year-old. I thought it was because my lower-back muscles were yanking on my upper-back muscles yanking on my neck muscles that I was having more frequent and more severe headaches. These things are probably true, but there’s more to it than that. Read more…