back pain is hilarious
That title sounds like an article.
I hurt the hell outta my back. I think when I twisted and ran and reached I pulled a muscle. Within a few steps it became almost too painful to walk and after a pause I went to take a step and almost fell over from the stabbing pain in my back. I called my mom and had to leave a message. She finally called back after i had called around to people to see what to do and said she wasn't working, like I thought she was, and would bring me the heating thingy we have that's long and good for wrapping around your neck or whatnot. I kept that on for awhile (3 heatings) and mom wanted to go and asked about the work I had, being the nice lady that she is b/c that was her offer for helping. (you need to know her secret language.) I needed to get tapes and that requires walking and an amount of reaching that I wouldn't be able to accomplish without being able to straighten up. So. . . .she got to see me walk. Let me explain. No, it is too much, let me sum up. (a million points to who gets that line and from where.) I was/am walking like an old/decrepit person. I'm hunched over and shuffling. My mom was making fun of me for like 10minutes. I'm not kidding. though she was. I of course started laughing my ass off to the point of tears. She kept making jokes and finally wheeled me around a little in another room i work in but then I had to go to another that's carpeted and needed to walk again. She was behind me and I could just feel her laughing even though she was quiet. I started laughing again, leaning against a wall with more tears and the instant I do she does like she was holding it in, confirming my suspicions. I told her to walk in front of me and not to look at me while laughing my ass off. She did more jokes and we managed to get tapes.
I just asked what she was thinking about when she was behind me and she was "walking this way." She's such a jerk. lol We had a good time.
I'm still in lots of pain but I'll manage. She's gonna give me one Flexeril, which she has a prescription for, only for tonight and talk to me, while I kinda go a little loopy in the head, and laugh. A lot of times our sense of humor is the same. I told her to have conversations with me while i'm outta my mind and to record it. hahaha
I hurt the hell outta my back. I think when I twisted and ran and reached I pulled a muscle. Within a few steps it became almost too painful to walk and after a pause I went to take a step and almost fell over from the stabbing pain in my back. I called my mom and had to leave a message. She finally called back after i had called around to people to see what to do and said she wasn't working, like I thought she was, and would bring me the heating thingy we have that's long and good for wrapping around your neck or whatnot. I kept that on for awhile (3 heatings) and mom wanted to go and asked about the work I had, being the nice lady that she is b/c that was her offer for helping. (you need to know her secret language.) I needed to get tapes and that requires walking and an amount of reaching that I wouldn't be able to accomplish without being able to straighten up. So. . . .she got to see me walk. Let me explain. No, it is too much, let me sum up. (a million points to who gets that line and from where.) I was/am walking like an old/decrepit person. I'm hunched over and shuffling. My mom was making fun of me for like 10minutes. I'm not kidding. though she was. I of course started laughing my ass off to the point of tears. She kept making jokes and finally wheeled me around a little in another room i work in but then I had to go to another that's carpeted and needed to walk again. She was behind me and I could just feel her laughing even though she was quiet. I started laughing again, leaning against a wall with more tears and the instant I do she does like she was holding it in, confirming my suspicions. I told her to walk in front of me and not to look at me while laughing my ass off. She did more jokes and we managed to get tapes.
I just asked what she was thinking about when she was behind me and she was "walking this way." She's such a jerk. lol We had a good time.
I'm still in lots of pain but I'll manage. She's gonna give me one Flexeril, which she has a prescription for, only for tonight and talk to me, while I kinda go a little loopy in the head, and laugh. A lot of times our sense of humor is the same. I told her to have conversations with me while i'm outta my mind and to record it. hahaha