*winces uncomfortably*
I've had a sore back since friday night...
The last couple of days have been horrid; I'd start the day feeling somewhat stiff, but otherwise ok, and then my back would get worse as the day progressed till I could barely bring myself to move off the sofa in the evenings. Thank goodness for portable, wireless technology! *grin*
Had a soak in a hot bath last night, but didn't help much.
I still felt sore this morning, so I went through the morning routine as though I was going to work; got Rowan settled for breakfast, got dressed etc., got him dressed...didn't feel too bad, but my back was still uncomfortable. So I decided to call in sick, and go to see the doctor.
Luckily I was able to get in to see them this morning - my last Doctor's surgery had a very cool system where you just turn up between set hours and you're guaranteed to be seen. The surgery before that, you couldn't get an appointment for days - not even for the baby! So you can imagine when I moved back in with my parents again, I didn't go back there! Besides, this one's closer. When you live in a hilly district like mine, this is a definite consideration.
So the verdict? I simply must have lifted something awkwardly last week, and all I need are painkillers. I figure it must have stemmed from when Rowan fell over on the way home on wednesday, and I had to carry him up the hill. I only carried him a few yards, but it was agony - he's so tall now, and he's about two stone in weight.
So now I'm sat at home, taking the chance to rest and hopefully finish up some stuff on the computer that's been distracting me for over a week!
Got some DVDs I haven't watched too.
The last couple of days have been horrid; I'd start the day feeling somewhat stiff, but otherwise ok, and then my back would get worse as the day progressed till I could barely bring myself to move off the sofa in the evenings. Thank goodness for portable, wireless technology! *grin*
Had a soak in a hot bath last night, but didn't help much.
I still felt sore this morning, so I went through the morning routine as though I was going to work; got Rowan settled for breakfast, got dressed etc., got him dressed...didn't feel too bad, but my back was still uncomfortable. So I decided to call in sick, and go to see the doctor.
Luckily I was able to get in to see them this morning - my last Doctor's surgery had a very cool system where you just turn up between set hours and you're guaranteed to be seen. The surgery before that, you couldn't get an appointment for days - not even for the baby! So you can imagine when I moved back in with my parents again, I didn't go back there! Besides, this one's closer. When you live in a hilly district like mine, this is a definite consideration.
So the verdict? I simply must have lifted something awkwardly last week, and all I need are painkillers. I figure it must have stemmed from when Rowan fell over on the way home on wednesday, and I had to carry him up the hill. I only carried him a few yards, but it was agony - he's so tall now, and he's about two stone in weight.
So now I'm sat at home, taking the chance to rest and hopefully finish up some stuff on the computer that's been distracting me for over a week!
Got some DVDs I haven't watched too.