Yesterday, I visited The Neanderthal for my Monday physical therapy session.
In the last two weeks, as he’s been working on my arm/shoulder/upper body –
(And, very successfully, reducing my daily pain level),
I’ve started having a sharp, NEW type of pain – in my back – south of my shoulder blade.
Parts of my anatomy are moving/being moved for the first time in nearly six years. Those muscles, or whatever they are, are freaking out as a result. (Imagine if you didn’t use your leg for six years and suddenly stood on it. It would buckle from right underneath you.)
Yesterday, The Neanderthal decided to really dig into my back muscles to “work on them.”
Two hours later, I couldn’t move off the couch if I tried.
I’m sure those of you who’ve ever had severe back spasms understand.
I ate three Advil and a pain killer for lunch.
(And I repeated the same for dinner.)
I sent text messages to The Neanderthal too, and I’m not really responsible for what I might have said.
He appreciated it, I’m sure of it.
He told me to come right back in – but, hello! I couldn’t MOVE! Also? Why would I want to?
(No offense, Mr. Neanderthal – I know you’re helping me. I sincerely do. But ….)
This broken body of mine is a project in progress – and not an easy one. I think The Neanderthal is starting to get an inkling to that as well. After all, if I was easy to fix – I would have been fixed right after the car accident.
I popped some extra Moxxor, and I’m comforting myself with the knowledge I’ll be feeling better in a day or two.
Remember last week when I drove up to L.A. to visit my friend, Neil?
Neil taking an iPhone photo of me, as I took this photo of him.
I thought you might like to see a couple photos from my L.A. visit while I try to get back on my feet.
Neil likes old restaurants. We don’t have a lot of “old” in Southern California, but Neil always finds it.
When we get together in L.A., Neil and I always seem to meet/eat at a new, old, diner.
I like old diners too, but Neil seems to collect them like some men collect women.
It’s one of the things I love about him.
White Camellia – an aging beauty.
After my visit with Neil, I visited Descanso Gardens.
I went, specifically, because their famous camellia garden is blooming.
A pink camellia beginning to bloom.
As always, the gardens were beautiful.
Koi fish in a garden pond.
I discover something new every time I visit ….