ouch
For those of you who don't know, I am STILL playing softball. Looking back, it was one of the few things about life in Scottdale that actually made me happy. And considering what my life was actually like then, that's saying something. I remember a lot about playing - learning to hit well, finding my little niche at third base, having a pretty strong arm, winning, the girls on the team, almost breaking Channa's arm on one of the few incidents of me sliding (sorry!), being threatened by fatass bitches at school the day after (crazy, anyone?), breaking a $350 bat (thanks Frank!), and traveling to tournaments to play against people who took their childhood WAY too seriously.
What I don't remember is the pain. I really don't mind taking a line drive to the leg or stopping a grounder with eyes on it with my instep. I have a very clear division in my mind between hurt and injured. If you hurt, you need no assistance or action taken to heal fully, though you're probably in pain. If you're injured, you need medical attention to avoid things ending badly.
Last week I was playing second base and ran out as cut off when a hit went deep into right center. It took a while for the ball to get to me, and by the time I got it, a runner was headed toward home. So I did the honorable thing and hucked it. I don't remember which was more painful, seeing how unbelievably inaccurate the toss was or the sharp pain in my upper back, between my shoulderblade and spine. Our short stop was all "Where's your hose at?", referring to the drastic change from my performance earlier in the game. Wincing, I replied "Coiled up in my back."
I figured it was just a tweaked muscle, so I played again last night. I was a little sub-par, but these things happen and I DID redeem myself during the tie-breaker inning by leading off with a triple that ended with a League of Ther Own style split. By the end of the game (we won), my back hurt as much as it did last week, though, so I had to turn down a friend who was playing later and needed an extra girl on their team. It hurts to roll over, breath deeply, throw things (duh), and get un/dressed.
So I wentto work today and walked into the little July birthdays and anniversaries party they're having. I wasplaying with the office puppy, when a coworker who plays on my team comes in. I started off the conversation on a cheery note by bitching about how doing normal, everyday things hurts. And then another woman chirped up, "It hurts to roll over? Sounds like a rib out. Go see a chiropractor." Her husband is a massage therapist in a chiropractor's office, so she gave me a referral. Same thing happened to her, turns out, though probably not from softball.
I would like for this to just heal, but given that it didn't after a week of rest and is now way worse, it's worth a look. I'm hoping I didn't actually throw a rib out of place, but if I did, this isn't the kind of thing I can't diagnose or fix on my own.
I go in Monday. Good thing my insurance covers chiropractic insurance.
Still. ouch.
What I don't remember is the pain. I really don't mind taking a line drive to the leg or stopping a grounder with eyes on it with my instep. I have a very clear division in my mind between hurt and injured. If you hurt, you need no assistance or action taken to heal fully, though you're probably in pain. If you're injured, you need medical attention to avoid things ending badly.
Last week I was playing second base and ran out as cut off when a hit went deep into right center. It took a while for the ball to get to me, and by the time I got it, a runner was headed toward home. So I did the honorable thing and hucked it. I don't remember which was more painful, seeing how unbelievably inaccurate the toss was or the sharp pain in my upper back, between my shoulderblade and spine. Our short stop was all "Where's your hose at?", referring to the drastic change from my performance earlier in the game. Wincing, I replied "Coiled up in my back."
I figured it was just a tweaked muscle, so I played again last night. I was a little sub-par, but these things happen and I DID redeem myself during the tie-breaker inning by leading off with a triple that ended with a League of Ther Own style split. By the end of the game (we won), my back hurt as much as it did last week, though, so I had to turn down a friend who was playing later and needed an extra girl on their team. It hurts to roll over, breath deeply, throw things (duh), and get un/dressed.
So I wentto work today and walked into the little July birthdays and anniversaries party they're having. I wasplaying with the office puppy, when a coworker who plays on my team comes in. I started off the conversation on a cheery note by bitching about how doing normal, everyday things hurts. And then another woman chirped up, "It hurts to roll over? Sounds like a rib out. Go see a chiropractor." Her husband is a massage therapist in a chiropractor's office, so she gave me a referral. Same thing happened to her, turns out, though probably not from softball.
I would like for this to just heal, but given that it didn't after a week of rest and is now way worse, it's worth a look. I'm hoping I didn't actually throw a rib out of place, but if I did, this isn't the kind of thing I can't diagnose or fix on my own.
I go in Monday. Good thing my insurance covers chiropractic insurance.
Still. ouch.