Yesterday I woke up with a small pinch in my upper back. It was annoying, but not enough to stop me from taking a 2 mile run, showering, getting ready for the day, going grocery shopping, and running the rest of my errands.
Around 3 in the afternoon, I could tell that the pain was a little more serious than a pinch. So I took a nice long hot shower, and tried to rub it out. No dice. It was starting to seriously hurt.
Around 6 I wasn't walking. Just sitting on my bed wincing. I took the maximum suggested dose of ibuprofen, and didn't notice a single difference in the level of pain I was experiencing.
At 8 I called my awesome massage therapist friend (soon to be full time employed) and begged her to work on it. I had relief for about 1/2 an hour before the pain came back with a vengeance despite the second hot shower and additional heat I put on it.
And around 10pm I was just silently crying myself to sleep because it just hurt so so so bad.
This morning I woke up around 9:45. Rough, rough night. Soo sore. I alternated packs of frozen fruit (strawberries, blackberries, raspberries, and peaches if you're curious) on my back just long enough before they'd come close to thawing. (Um- we don't have an ice pack.) It was when I began to alternate heat and ice that I finally felt some miniscule improvement. As I was in a hot bath I felt a soft shift in my shoulder and heard a distinct pop.
Sigh of relief.
I'm still in pain, but its a cake walk compared to last night. Oh-And after Gid got home from a long day at work and caught me with a frozen ice cream sandwich (it was wrapped and Soy by the way- so its not like either of us was going to eat it) on my back, he immediately went to the store to buy me more powerful meds (instead of going to a cool work event like he'd planned), and brought back a proper ice pack, red-vines, extra strength tylenol, and a pint of mango sorbet.
There are 2 morals to this story:
- Having a rib come out of alignment sucks. Always has, always will.
(Sometimes I really miss working for a chiropractor.)
- My husband is kind of the best. And when I say kind of, I mean absolutely.
Wishing everyone (including me) a pain free evening,