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FYI
I don't know when I'll be online with any regularity. For some reason, I've developed an absolutely horrible problem with my neck.
On Thursday night, I discovered right before I went to bed that the left side of my neck was getting a bit sore, like I'd been sitting at hte wrong angle watching TV. Didn't think a thing about it before going to bed. Thursday night/Friday morning was the worst sleep I've ever had, because I couldn't get comfortable and my neck wouldn't stop hurting. I did a quick run into work (no makeup, hair wasn't washed, nothing) to finish up a project, with every intention of going back home to bed.
Instead I ended up not finishing the projects and instead going to an urgent care to get my neck examined. At one point the pain was so bad that I was sitting in the waiting room crying. (To make matters worse, the pain was giving me a headache and a backache.) I was diagnosed with a wry neck, which I found somewhat amusing. My neck is wry!
The doctor prescribed a muscle relaxer and vicodin, which made me sleep a lot and finally helped the problem to ease up yesterday.
Today I'm back in the same pain I was in on Friday. Well, almost the same, but without the crying.
I can't turn my head very much. If I stand up or sit down too fast (or sometimes if I just blink), my head starts throbbing. The muscle relaxer helps, but I'm not sure the vicodin is even touching anything. And both of hte drugs make me sleepy, which leads to lots of being in bed, which I'm darn sure is not good for my neck. (Not to mention the fact that I'm horribly dehydrated, food tastes bad, and I haven't eaten much of anything, let alone an actual meal, since Friday.)
I think I did it to myself by doing things as soon as I felt better yesterday. I kept blaming the fact that I was exhausted an hour later on the fact that I hadn't had food. I guess I wasn't better.
(And if any of this is disjointed, I apologize. The vicodin has zapped my ability to think logically. But not the ability to type.)
Um, so I feel like crap and am holding off on going to the doctor until Wednesday, because I may have been the cause of my own problem.
But hey, when one feels like crap, it's good to feel like crap on a weekend when there's a 24 hour race on TV. Then you have entertainment most of the time.
I don't know when I'll be online with any regularity. For some reason, I've developed an absolutely horrible problem with my neck.
On Thursday night, I discovered right before I went to bed that the left side of my neck was getting a bit sore, like I'd been sitting at hte wrong angle watching TV. Didn't think a thing about it before going to bed. Thursday night/Friday morning was the worst sleep I've ever had, because I couldn't get comfortable and my neck wouldn't stop hurting. I did a quick run into work (no makeup, hair wasn't washed, nothing) to finish up a project, with every intention of going back home to bed.
Instead I ended up not finishing the projects and instead going to an urgent care to get my neck examined. At one point the pain was so bad that I was sitting in the waiting room crying. (To make matters worse, the pain was giving me a headache and a backache.) I was diagnosed with a wry neck, which I found somewhat amusing. My neck is wry!
The doctor prescribed a muscle relaxer and vicodin, which made me sleep a lot and finally helped the problem to ease up yesterday.
Today I'm back in the same pain I was in on Friday. Well, almost the same, but without the crying.
I can't turn my head very much. If I stand up or sit down too fast (or sometimes if I just blink), my head starts throbbing. The muscle relaxer helps, but I'm not sure the vicodin is even touching anything. And both of hte drugs make me sleepy, which leads to lots of being in bed, which I'm darn sure is not good for my neck. (Not to mention the fact that I'm horribly dehydrated, food tastes bad, and I haven't eaten much of anything, let alone an actual meal, since Friday.)
I think I did it to myself by doing things as soon as I felt better yesterday. I kept blaming the fact that I was exhausted an hour later on the fact that I hadn't had food. I guess I wasn't better.
(And if any of this is disjointed, I apologize. The vicodin has zapped my ability to think logically. But not the ability to type.)
Um, so I feel like crap and am holding off on going to the doctor until Wednesday, because I may have been the cause of my own problem.
But hey, when one feels like crap, it's good to feel like crap on a weekend when there's a 24 hour race on TV. Then you have entertainment most of the time.
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