I am an old woman.
Dec. 28th, 2003 05:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
grammargirlOw. Ow. Owowowowowow.
I was in the living room about an hour ago, dutifully gathering up books for my mother to donate, when I bent over to drop some books in a bag and was practically knocked over by this horrendous shooting pain in my lower back. I straightened up, slowly, and it mostly went away. Then, like an idiot, I bent over in exactly the same position. The shooting pain came back, and this time it didn't go away when I straightened up. An hour and a half, 800mgs of Motrin, some Icy-Hot-esque blue goo, and a lot of stumbling around and wincing later, and it still hasn't gone away.
I have a tea party to attend tomorrow, dammit! And Emery's annual Soup, Sledding, and Something-Else-That-Begins-With-S party is Tuesday, and I still have to see Nate and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
adam_oddfellow, not to mention my theoretical date with symphy, assuming that no more major plumbing disasters strike and I can, you know, walk.
Grrrrrr.
At least it happened now instead of a week from now. I can just imagine having to hobble my gimpy ass across campus in the 10 minutes we have between classes. Oy.
I was in the living room about an hour ago, dutifully gathering up books for my mother to donate, when I bent over to drop some books in a bag and was practically knocked over by this horrendous shooting pain in my lower back. I straightened up, slowly, and it mostly went away. Then, like an idiot, I bent over in exactly the same position. The shooting pain came back, and this time it didn't go away when I straightened up. An hour and a half, 800mgs of Motrin, some Icy-Hot-esque blue goo, and a lot of stumbling around and wincing later, and it still hasn't gone away.
I have a tea party to attend tomorrow, dammit! And Emery's annual Soup, Sledding, and Something-Else-That-Begins-With-S party is Tuesday, and I still have to see Nate and
adam_oddfellow, not to mention my theoretical date with symphy, assuming that no more major plumbing disasters strike and I can, you know, walk.Grrrrrr.
At least it happened now instead of a week from now. I can just imagine having to hobble my gimpy ass across campus in the 10 minutes we have between classes. Oy.
