Actually, that's not true.
It's Insanity mixed with Microbiology (just started last week), some weird, freaky medical tests (also last week) seven inches of snow and more doctors appointments this week.
Therefore, I have a confession.
Today is the first day in three weeks I'm skipping a workout. Ughhhh. That means Matt wins.
Before I crawl under my bed in shame, can I justify my actions? Here we go.
I had something really, really freaky happen yesterday. Church was cancelled because the snow, so I decided to do something really sweat-inducing and strenuous instead: read an Adriana Trigiani book in my warm, comfy recliner. Blackberry tea and cinnamon toast included.
All of a sudden, I couldn't breathe. It felt like the whole right side of my back was seizing up, and I couldn't even get out of the chair. Think of a really, really bad muscle strain. Then picture it ripping in half. Yeah. That's what it felt like.
I figured that maybe I turned wrong or it was just a random muscle pull. I thought it would go away, so I hobbled upstairs and took a muscle relaxer and planned to take a nap.
(I guess I should explain at this point that Matt had been gone since 6:30 in the morning with some baseball players on their way to JeffCo. He didn't return to find me hunched over like an 80-year-old until 7:00 that night.)
Anyway, the muscle relaxer did absolutely nothing. Swallowing air would have been more effective. I was in so much pain that I just wanted to cry and scream. I couldn't even take a deep breath without the muscle seizing up, and don't even ask me about yawning or sneezing. Death would have been a welcome release.
When Matt finally got home, he found me trying to sit at a weird angle in the recliner with a heating pad against my back (which didn't help). He told me to take another muscle relaxer, so I did (which didn't help). I got ready to go to bed, and about collapsed as I tried to climb onto the mattress - it was so soft that every time I sank down my back would spasm. I ended up sleeping sitting up, propped against two pillows.
Not. Fun.
Matt happily reminded me that that's exactly how his back started feeling before he got diagnosed with shingles last year - just random, ripping back pain on one side of the body that appeared out of nowhere.
Thanks for the encouragement. That's not going to give me nightmares.
I woke up this morning (is it really waking up if you never got to sleep?) and, I don't know how it's possible, but my back pain is worse. I still can't take a full breath or reach out my arm or twist or turn or bend down without that back-muscle-is-ripping-in-half feeling. Driving to work was...interesting. Try turning the steering wheel when every time you move your right arm you feel excruciating pain. Matt made me promise to make a doctor's appointment, which I have for 11:30 tomorrow.
We'll see what happens. It's probably nothing, but as I sit here typing this I'm just very, very aware of the pain shooting up my back.
I'm thinking that doing a round of Insanity tonight is completely out of the question, unless the neighbors want to hear me scream like I'm getting murdered.
But there is some good news.
Matt and I had our Insanity Fit Test #2 last Monday, and we both improved in every category. We were so excited to see that this Insanity stuff really works. Here's our numbers:
Matt and I had our Insanity Fit Test #2 last Monday, and we both improved in every category. We were so excited to see that this Insanity stuff really works. Here's our numbers:
Mine are in teal, Matt's are the dark blue. I know that some of those numbers look low...I actually thought that too after looking at other people's fit test results online. That was before I tried the actual exercise. Whoooooo, those globe jumps are killer. And I lost two more pounds at weigh in!
So like I mentioned, on top of Insanity and medical problems and getting buried under seven inches of snow, my Microbiology class started Wednesday. Oye. I don't want to say anything bad about the class or instructor (yet), so let's just suffice it to say that I'm very, very happy that Micro is the only class I'm taking this semester. It's going to be a serious test of what I'm made of before the start of nursing school.
Which I just realized is coming up in less than four months. Woot woot!
And our snowstorm was really fun.
Love this one:
Ok, off to find more muscle relaxers. Which should not be mixed with Microbiology textbooks, unless 7:30pm is your target bedtime.
1 comment:
Oh no sissy! Your back pain sounds terrible. I'm so glad you're going to the doctor- please let me know what he says.
Love you!
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