Thanking God for Friday.
This has been the week from Hell. It has really been affecting me mentally and physically. Last night, my sweet son, built me a fire in the fireplace before he left for school. He got home about 7:00pm. I was in so much pain. Its kinda strange, the stress at work has thrown my back into a tizzy, but my back does not hurt when I walk at lunch(isnt that strange?). So, back to the fire, we have this oversized chair near the fireplace so I laid sideways on it, with my feet dangling near the warmth of the fire. I really could have fallen asleep, my back was comfy and feet were toasty. Later on I decide to get up and clean the kitchen before I went to bed. That is when the S#^t hit the fan. I slighty moved and the pain was unbearable. I couldnt get up. Then I started to get the thigh spasms that would bring a elephant to his knees with pain. I cried out for my son, I started to panic mostly due to the pain being so unbearble. My son came and slowly helped me get up. But, I was so afraid that the thigh leg spasm would come back. I really, really cant handle that pain, it is so bad that my ears start to ring. So I just sorta sat there. So I finally started to walk, my sweet boy cleaned the kitchen for me. I took a Xanax and went to bed, laid still, afraid to move, but blessedly I was able to fall asleep, thanks to the Xanax.
This morning, I feel better, the back isnt hurting much and no leg pains. So, I plan to walk at lunch, then go to a meeting at 1:00, but when it is over I'm outta here.