My spine is the bassline, and it's way the hell out of tune

[slipjig3]

Well, it's official: I did something to my back. I don't know what, and I don't know how, but ever since that last post on the subject I've felt like if I were to lift my shirt you'd see the hoofprints of the donkey who punted me in my sleep. It's...just...ow. Since rain_herself also has an ongoing lower back malaise thingy, we are for now the Sacred House of the Lumbar Pain Fandango. Trust me, this is not the sort of shared experience you want to have with your significant other. As I've mentioned, Andrea has surplus Flexeril, whose name comes from the Latin for "your alarm clock is not up to the job, Sparky." Even though I'd been trying to avoid chemical comas I gave in and took another one last night, which is why I didn't manage to drag my mortal flesh out of bed until 11 hours later, around the time I was supposed to be at work starting my second cup of complimentary coffee. I anticipated this for once by bringing my work laptop home so I could get work done without endangering lives with my barely-controlled vehicle. Yay, salaried positions that allow for remote labor! (I have my first-ever chiropractor appointment on Monday. The place came well-reviewed, but the smile the doctor is wearing on his webpage photo hints that he might enjoy his job a little too much. Wish me luck.)

EDIT: So apparently one of the side effects of Flexeril is overly compund sentences and two-dollar vocabulary. Oh, yay, I've discovered William Faulkner in pill form.

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[brujah.livejournal.com]

Hail Sacred House of the Lumbar Pain Fandago, the House of Bum Knee Rumblepants greets thee.

I hope you get some relief soon. If you and yours have issues with back troubles, ask the chiropractor about the benefits of a TENS unit. (You can get low level ones on eBay relatively inexpensively.) (You can also get some interesting accessories.. like a urethra probe or a mylar flogger. *cough*)

EDIT: So apparently one of the side effects of Flexeril is overly compund sentences and two-dollar vocabulary. Oh, yay, I've discovered William Faulkner in pill form.

That line nearly caused me to choke to death when I inhaled water in a burst of laughter.

[meowmensteen]

Sorry your back is hurting. I've learned that now that I'm not in my 20's, I have to be a lot more careful at work about not throwing my back out. WHY IT SO HARD NOT TO?

[gows.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay, I've discovered William Faulkner in pill form.

*laaaaaaaughs*

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

Hail, Rumblepants! *stiff wincing salute* (rain_herself has corrected me on one detail: her lumbar area is the only part of her back that doesn't hurt.)

As for the TENS unit, we do own a violet wand *cough, indeed*. Does that have similar effects for this kind of thing?

Also, sorry! Please don't die! English major jokes aren't worth it!

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

I wish I knew! That's the part that sucks: from what I can tell, my back is in a state of disarray because I was lounging in bed reading for too long. I injured myself by doing nothing too emphatically. I fail to see the justice in this.

[slipjig.livejournal.com]

*bows, very carefully*