Last Sunday, I decided fall was here and the baking should have started already. Like all people the mystery black on the bottom of my oven had been left from last season. I removed my pans and shelves and crouched down to clean it out. I finished wiping out the charcoal that was previously something edible and grabbed the racks to slide back into place. First one in, great. Second one in, *#$)*$#*$#)*^)*!#$^)#!$*^.
I hit the floor. Hard. It felt like two of my vertebrae went in different directions. My back has gone out before. I've had to crawl to the phone and beg people to come entertain kids for a few hours till I was able to move properly again, but this time was different. I've never had a sensation like this.
The girls were so sweet. Tamarin grabbed the phone and a pillow. Lemur brought me a blanket then put on her apron and told me she was going to take care of everything. She grabbed my wet towel and began wiping down the counters and asked me if I wanted her to make pancakes. Howler finally noticed me. She sat on my pillow and pet my hair.
Chris had to turn around and come home from work. When he came in the first thing he did was give me pain killers. Two hours after cleaning the oven, I was still laying on the floor of the kitchen. Trying to inch my way on my belly to the bedroom. I could not get to my knees. Scooting hurt. Finally, Chris grabbed my arms and dragged my pathetic ass to the bedroom. It hurt, but at least it was done. It took the pain killers forever to put a dent in it.
As the day progressed I finally did make it into the bed, but I could not get up without screaming and digging my nails into my husband. Monday, we went to the chiropractor. One of these things is not like the other. Can you see the one that isn't right?
Now my vertebrae have always been curved a bit. Well, I say always. I never had back problems till I had Tamarin, but that counts as always. Another great perk of being pregnant, the permanent damage it can do to your body.
The chiro sent me to a doctor (Very unlike her. She's a holistic type.). Pain killers, a shot of muscle relaxer, and hours later, I could walk again! Slow and for very small stints, but it counted. Five days later I'm still not one hundred percent, but I can walk without help! Small victories!
What I cannot do is bend over. I went to Target yesterday and sure enough as I'm walking through the parking lot I dropped my keys. Not something many of us think about, but most of us do the bend and snap to retrieve things.
If you can't do the bend and snap, you have to resort to a stripper's squat. No, I will not supply you with a picture. If you don't know what I'm talking about you can google it.
All I can think as I'm squatting to retrieve my keys is anyone that happens to notice me doing this is going to think I'm a really bad plus sized stripper.
I run my second errand yesterday and all I can think as I'm walking to my car, Don't drop the keys. Don't drop the keys. PLEASE, don't drop the keys.
We did turn this into a learning experience. It just happens I had downloaded a science app last week (It was free at the time, but not anymore sorry :( ) on the human body. It covers most of the systems of the body, including the skeleton. You can knock all the bones out of the body and put them back together.
The girls were comparing their spines with each other yesterday. As soon as I'm back to normal I plan on doing some skeleton crafts with them like these:
Tamarin also wants to make a paper mache skull like the ones in the Pottery Barn Kid's catalog.
For anyone that couldn't tell which vertebrae was really out of whack that's curious:
Just a bit twisted. It's really is amazing how the little things can destroy a week.
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