When we last left our intrepid hero he was going to bed on Sunday night with a slight back pain.
I woke up Monday morning.. uh I gotta get up and go to work. Let's just get out of bed. I can't move. You can do this.. Swing the legs out and sit up.. UHHHHG!
I had stiffened up significantly over night and had some spasm of pain under certain movements. I ended up calling into work saying I would be late since everything took so long to do. I couldn't put on my jeans. I couldn't lift my leg high enough to get it through the leg hole. I eventually got ready and went to work. I lurched about the office like the humpback of Notre Dame as I tried to move as little as possible. It didn't hurt a whole lot when I sat down and almost not at all if I lay down, but the muscle would so stiffen up and hurt that the temporary pain relief wasn't really worth it.
Over Tuesday and Wednesday it got a little better but no much. I still lurched around. All the limping had really caused my bad left hip and left to begin hurting a lot. I was not in good shape.
After almost four days of pain I thought it time to got to the doctor. After an hour wait, the doctor saw me. The exam confirmed what I had assumed. I had a torn muscle in the small of my back. The doctor gave me some stretches and recommended heat. Most importantly, she gave me a small number of very powerful muscle relaxants. These are the types of pills where they tell you not to drive or make important life decisions while under the influence.
I took a pill at work on Friday. I waited for the effect. About lunch time my boss was talking to me and my body just started shutting down. I had an almost uncontrollable desire to fall to the ground and sleep forever. Finally my boss left. I closed the door and crawled under my desk to take the nap of the dead. I slept for eleven hours that night after taking a pill before bedtime.
I took another pill early Saturday afternoon. When it kicked in a collapsed in bed next to the cat and slept for another two hours. On the upside the pills were working. I had a lot less pain and I had regained the ability to walk like a normal person. Not only did the pills make me tired but they gave me a muddled head I called the brain cloud. I really wanted a tall glass of ice water, so I went into the kitchen and made one. I walked back into the living room and set it down right next to the other tall glass of ice water I had gotten like twenty minutes earlier.
When I went to Buffalo Wild Wings to watch the Bears (they WON!!!) I left the screen door to the balcony open. I often open it to let Jobu hang out out there. But I always close it in fear that with this tiny brain he will try and jump to the ground breaking his fuzzy legs. I still had some pain and stiffness that night but thing where trending toward being healthy.