Now, I guess it wasn't entirely a surprise, as I have been dealing with some sciatica pain the past couple months, but this truly was the worst pain yet and it brought me to tears.
I knew there were some things I needed to do at work, so I made my way to the office with a vicodin swimming in my belly. Let me tell you, slurring your words (even if it only happened twice) and wanting to take a nap is not proper workplace etiquette. I held out and put in a few hours, and then managed to make it home in one piece, despite the fact that my mind felt a bit detached from my body (yet, the pain was still there .....)
Of course, my chiropractor is not in on Thursdays, so I suffered. I wasn't about to go to another doctor. I don't even like doctors, so a new one would have been out of the question. Thankfully as the day wore on, the pain got a bit more manageable and I was able to put some weight down on that side and get around a little easier.
After a restless night of sleep (honestly, I can't believe Mike didn't trade the bed for a night on the couch with all the flopping and turning and groaning I was doing), I managed to dress myself (except for 1 sock, which Mike needed to put on for me) and got myself into the car.
Yeah - sitting for any length of time = PAIN. Red, flaming, evil PAIN. Down my leg, from behind my knee, all the way through the calf, and sharpening down in my ankle. At this point, I can't even tell if my lower back still hurts, because the pain in my leg is SO. THROBBING. AWFUL.
So, at any rate, I started therapy with my chiropractor and I hope I can make it in between appointments. Because right now?? Right now I'd like to saw my leg off.
(PS - Thank you again for all the well wishes for my little girl. This time was MUCH better and she was back to her old self in no time!)






