Listening to the Voices in My Head

Or sort of incoherent.

Three days ago, my left calf, and behind my knee, and hamstring, and my annoying fused back started hurting a lot. I wasn't worried, because I had an upcoming visit with the physio, "Simon The Sadist" for a session.

To say my physio session rushed would be an understatement. Yes, they were trying to clear up all clients before the up coming long holiday, and he, personally, was taking some time off. Good for him, but I felt I had been given the bums' rush. And I was charged $61 for the privilege.

Today, when I got up, I was in worse shape than I was BEFORE session. Tried to do some of my rehab exercises, and for all my efforts, I almost fell over, my knee kept giving out. I left comment on the "PhyApp" regarding it.. before I took something for the pain. Meds I haven't had to use October last year.

Yes, I hurt that f*cking much. With better living through (legal) chemistry, the acute pain is now just a dull ache. I can deal with that.

Sometimes, I just can't get the right leg comfortable enough to sleep well through the night. Was up at 4:43 am (checked my watch, so know the time is right). Let Keito and Loki into the back yard to 'dig holes in the sand'. Checked on Ziggy, as she and Trance had another dust up yesterday. Once again, Trance was on the losing end of things. Ziggy is ok, though.

Fed them all around 5:30. Keito got his insulin on time. Ziggy, from having to groom self after the fight with Trance, hurked up her food. Of course ON the sofa. (Preen OxyAction to the rescue) There was a HUGE clump of fur. After I cleaned it all up, she demanded to be fed again. Tossed some things into the washer, and they are currently hanging out on the line.

Knee feels a bit thick and stiff this morning, but there was no sciatic pain.. at first. But when it showed up, it did so with a vengeance. Immediately did the routine Matt gave me. First five.. gritting teeth. Second set, not so bad. By the time I had finished the 3rd set of five, the pain was manageable. Have taken pain meds, and the anti-inflammatory.

One really doesn't appreciate the absence of pain, until it hammering away at you.

Right at the back of my spine. I got some things done today (laundry, vacuuming, cooking dinner) but no where near as much as I wanted to. Pain got to the point I wanted to vomit. I really wish Wing and Alan would actually see it, instead of seeing the after effects. Maybe if they actually saw it...

Oh well, not going to hold my breath. I might look good in blue, but I wouldn't look good cadaver blue.

Really don't like how muddle headed I feel from the medication. I can understand the need especially after Loki jumped up onto my abdomen.

I have been 'purging' my body of pain killers the past week, not out of worry about addiction, but because I have become rather tolerant of them. It has been a painful, sleepless, tiring week. Also, an unproductive one too. Kind of hard to do anything when you are applying heatpacks to loosen the afflicted area. :(

The week is over, and last night, I took a dose just before I went to bed. Blessed relief. I even slept well, and woke up refreshed. One never appreciates the absence of pain until one is hurting a lot for a long while.