Friday, April 15, 2011

Pain Killers and me don't get along!

OK my dear friends and followers...... No I have not abandon ship again, I know its been more then a week since my last blog but I have a reason other then hiding from the fact I feel off the wagon for the trillionth time.  Last Thursday night I hurt my back really bad.  My husband ended up taking me the the hospital a few towns over from us the next morning (Friday) because I wasn't able to move at all.  Its funny how the simplest things can hurt you.  All I was doing was bending over to pick up a towel and felt a "pop" in my lower back and I had instant pain and little to no mobility to walk, sit, or lay down.  It took me 10 minutes to walk from the bathroom to my nearest couch in the living, which is no more the 15 feet apart.  I don't think I slept at all that night.  So once getting to the hospital they gave my some Demerol and muscle relaxers.  Well lets just say neither of those worked and I was still in server pain.  The doctor didn't like the way things were going so he admitted me into the hospital and there I stayed all weekend.  Lets just remind you all if you don't know. I don't NOT like hospitals at all, I hate being away from my family and not always fond of nurses.  Well this stay wasn't as bad a being in a big city hospital because there was a whopping 3 of us that were in the hospital so I got the attention needed.  So on goes the fun all weekend of trying about 300 different pain killers, anti inflammatory and muscle relaxers (OK it wasn't that many but they tried alot till something finally worked!)  Finally late Sunday they let me out, even thought I was still in quite a bit of pain, it was better then Friday morning when I first got there.  Now for the rest of the week it has been improving and starting to get back to normal for the most part.  But I there hasn't been a day that I haven't been to some sort of doctor to get my back looked at or get this or that test done.  No one has figured out what I did to it yet, but the good news is that I haven't done any damage to the nerves or muscles.  So its one step closer to finding out kinda I guess.

So I have been told no vigorous exercise for a while and nothing to do with bending.   So out goes exercising for me.  Boohoo, I was looking forward to getting back into my Zumba class and boxing again, but I guess it is better to heal first and get better then it is to damage my back even more.  I have been OK with eating, making  healthier choice again and watching how much I eat at one time.  So that is a step forward on my weight loss journey again.  All though with that being said, the medication they have me on for pain is making me feel like a whale.  Man I am bloated and flying high for a good part of the day.  I am scared to step on the scale to see what I am at right now, because I am sure I will be up due to the meds but I also know that when I see that I am up I will be really upset about it.  So I am going to stay off the scale for a while.  But keep up with eating healthy and walking as much as a can.

So that is my last week in a nut shell.  I haven't lost my wagon but I have been set to the very edge of it for a while.  I will keep trekking on thought.

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