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averygoodun42) wrote2011-05-22 12:51 pm
averygoodun42) wrote2011-05-22 12:51 pm
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I broke my butt
I've been in moderate to somewhat-severe pain (like a 4 - 7 out of 10) for the last week, and I thought it was my sciatic nerve being pinched. I went to the chiropractor on Friday, and although my hip did go *clunk* (not *crick*, but *clunk*), my bum still hurts. All. The. Time.
Finally looked up the symptoms of a torn gluteous (maximus), and, sure enough, that's probably what I've got. Partially torn/strained, but still. It hurts to sit, walk, go up or down stairs or do pretty much anything else.
Lying around is what I need to do (and have been doing), but it hurts my back to do too much of that, besides the fact that nothing gets done if I lie around. Literally nothing, because Geoff was out of town.
Which is, perhaps, why I have been in a foul mood all week long. Just about every day this last week I have been tempted to write a really bitter post about how much I hate my body, but I have restrained myself because it really isn't all that interesting. Let it be said, though, that I do hate my body right now. I hate, loathe and despise that I AM a delicate flower who needs to be treated all special-like. At least physically.
The worst part of this? I can't even say I worked my ass off. I can say I've been a pain in the ass, however, and there are a whole selection of colorful idioms that would work. So please, make me the butt of your jokes.
Come on, I dare ya.
Just don't do it behind my back(side), please. That would defeat the purpose.
Finally looked up the symptoms of a torn gluteous (maximus), and, sure enough, that's probably what I've got. Partially torn/strained, but still. It hurts to sit, walk, go up or down stairs or do pretty much anything else.
Lying around is what I need to do (and have been doing), but it hurts my back to do too much of that, besides the fact that nothing gets done if I lie around. Literally nothing, because Geoff was out of town.
Which is, perhaps, why I have been in a foul mood all week long. Just about every day this last week I have been tempted to write a really bitter post about how much I hate my body, but I have restrained myself because it really isn't all that interesting. Let it be said, though, that I do hate my body right now. I hate, loathe and despise that I AM a delicate flower who needs to be treated all special-like. At least physically.
The worst part of this? I can't even say I worked my ass off. I can say I've been a pain in the ass, however, and there are a whole selection of colorful idioms that would work. So please, make me the butt of your jokes.
Come on, I dare ya.
Just don't do it behind my back(side), please. That would defeat the purpose.