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I fucked my ribs up almost two weeks ago diving for a disc (not even playing ultimate, just diving because I wanted to). It started to actually hurt about a week ago, and has steadily gotten worse since. I haven't been able to play since that time. It's driving me crazy; watching your teams get decimated when there's nothing you can do about it is frustrating as all hell.
I went in for X-rays on Monday, and got the results back yesterday that I didn't crack anything. Which is good, sure, but now I have no idea what I've done to myself. Sitting up or lying down in bed hurts, anything that works my abdominal muscles hurts, and I've been fighting off sneezes left right and centre because sneezing feels like I'm going to blow a hole in my chest. Fun!
Today I went back to the doc with a wtf to ask what now. I was in the waiting room for 50 minutes, then I saw the doc and within five I was out the door with a prescription in hand. Fucking walk-in doctors. They remind me of the scene in Requiem for a Dream. Not the ass-to-ass one, the doctor's office one. Though I suppose once I hit 40 or so, those two scenes will merge in my mind.
Fuck.
Anyhizzle, the doc hooked me up with some anti-inflammatories since -- and he didn't actually tell me this, I'm basing this assumption on my learnin's and edumacations -- the problems I'm having are likely due to my own body fucking around. Here's the fun part.
When I got the prescription filled, the pharmacist recommended that I don't give these pills to my girlfriend (which, ha!) because one of the ingredients that's used to make the drugs a little easier on the stomach can -- get this -- cause spontaneous abortions.
You know, if this stuff does the trick, I might just keep a few tucked away in my drawer. Morning after pill? Fuck that noise, I've got ArthrotecTM!
side effects may include nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, fever, scarlet fever, jungle fever, disco fever, disco inferno, burning sensations in the extremeties, death, spontaneous abortions and/or the giggles
I went in for X-rays on Monday, and got the results back yesterday that I didn't crack anything. Which is good, sure, but now I have no idea what I've done to myself. Sitting up or lying down in bed hurts, anything that works my abdominal muscles hurts, and I've been fighting off sneezes left right and centre because sneezing feels like I'm going to blow a hole in my chest. Fun!
Today I went back to the doc with a wtf to ask what now. I was in the waiting room for 50 minutes, then I saw the doc and within five I was out the door with a prescription in hand. Fucking walk-in doctors. They remind me of the scene in Requiem for a Dream. Not the ass-to-ass one, the doctor's office one. Though I suppose once I hit 40 or so, those two scenes will merge in my mind.
Fuck.
Anyhizzle, the doc hooked me up with some anti-inflammatories since -- and he didn't actually tell me this, I'm basing this assumption on my learnin's and edumacations -- the problems I'm having are likely due to my own body fucking around. Here's the fun part.
When I got the prescription filled, the pharmacist recommended that I don't give these pills to my girlfriend (which, ha!) because one of the ingredients that's used to make the drugs a little easier on the stomach can -- get this -- cause spontaneous abortions.
You know, if this stuff does the trick, I might just keep a few tucked away in my drawer. Morning after pill? Fuck that noise, I've got ArthrotecTM!
side effects may include nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, fever, scarlet fever, jungle fever, disco fever, disco inferno, burning sensations in the extremeties, death, spontaneous abortions and/or the giggles