So Old

I often half-seriously make fun of myself for being an old lady but this morning I outdid myself.

I was getting ready for work, was half dressed and going through a drawer looking for my black lace socks. As I reached for them suddenly a searing hot shock of pain overtook my lower back. I fell to the ground hurling expletives into the air and for a moment was shocked. What the hell?

When my wits came back to me a minute later I found that I basically could not move without a large amount of pain in my lower back. I could crawl. I could lay flat on my back, but any movement or position other than those two was agony. I dragged myself over to the table and grabbed my phone to call Adam and ask him what I should do? He said he would come home to check what the situation was and in the meantime I called my mom (a nurse) for her medical opinion and my dad (a life long back pain sufferer) to commiserate with. They both told me that this lovely affliction is known as a Back Spasm, a rather innocuous name if you ask me. So from them I have learned that the prescription for this is bed rest and muscle relaxers and so that is how I am rolling for the next day or so.

Jenny told me that, after this latest development, she is getting me a Medic Alert for my birthday. I have to say I think this is a wise decision since, mere days before my 28th birthday, I already personally understand the meaning of "Help! I've Fallen and I Can't Get Up!".