coccyx (heh heh heh)
I think Husband broke his tailbone playing hockey. At the very least, it's severely bruised. He's got nasty bruising, and it's been over a week. If only he played in a non-checking league. Oh wait, he does. But apparently some giant guy who doesn't like to play by the rules took him out anyway. I'm so not a sports fan, and stuff like that just reinforces my "sports are stupid" mentality. I guess it's ok if you do it for fun and don't try to kill people, but most people take it way too seriously, hence Husband's current situation. I'm just glad I wasn't there to see it.
So a week later and Husband is still in a large amount of pain. Unfortunately, there's nothing to treat it. Maybe if they wanted to put a person in an a$$ cast. But that doesn't sound pleasant. At least the tail bone is also called the coccyx, which makes me giggle, sort of like Beavis and Butthead.
I've been trying not to think too much about it, since it sucks so much. Poor Husband can't even sit down, he's too uncomfortable. He had to lay on his side on the floor with an ice pack strapped to his back just to watch a movie with me the other night. And I sat by myself on the couch. Sad.
So a week later and Husband is still in a large amount of pain. Unfortunately, there's nothing to treat it. Maybe if they wanted to put a person in an a$$ cast. But that doesn't sound pleasant. At least the tail bone is also called the coccyx, which makes me giggle, sort of like Beavis and Butthead.
I've been trying not to think too much about it, since it sucks so much. Poor Husband can't even sit down, he's too uncomfortable. He had to lay on his side on the floor with an ice pack strapped to his back just to watch a movie with me the other night. And I sat by myself on the couch. Sad.