New respect.

It is after midnight currently. So officially I am writing this post to you early Tuesday morning. Anyway a few minutes ago  I was laying in bed thinking about how late it is and the fact that I need to sleep. I happened to flip over (I move- a lot) and felt a slight twinge of back muscle pull. That immediately reminded me of how poopy my Friday night was.  I cannot sleep as the memory is here in my brain so here I am to blog about it and hopefully be able to get it off my mind. It is still a bit of a twilight memory even though I was wide awake during some and the last part.

I went to bed Friday night at a normal hour (for me) and went to sleep pretty fast. I half woke up each time I rolled from my left to right side. I half woke up because I was in pain. My back was not feeling good but I was sleeping and wasn't fully conscious. I woke up at 4am in extreme pain. My entire center back on both sides was hurting really badly. Every twist and turn I was literally saying "ow, ow, ow" As I was laying in bed I was mentally freaking out. Even thought I am fat I have never had back problems. I was laying there thinking that this must be how people feel when they have back issues and oh my word now I get it.  I mentally rated my pain a solid 7 and told myself if it got any higher I was hobbling myself to the ER. (I have a pretty high pain tolerance) Then I felt dumb "Excuse me nurse- My back really hurts" so self treatment it was.

I got up and very slowly moved around grabbing the walls and what not looking for pain reliever. I finally remembered that I had some generic aleve so I went to find that. I read the instructions and took two and went and laid back down hoping that this worked. I was wondering how in the heck I was going to be able to go to work in the morning. I decided that if I felt the same in the morning I was calling out. (I have been there going on seven years and have only called out twice and both times it was from B being admitted to the hospital at 6w and 8w for unexplained fevers) I tried to relax and let the medicine do it's job. It took freaking forever because as we all know the more pain you are in the harder it is for the medicine to kick in. (Says she that didn't know she had to ask for her own meds after having a c-section with B)  I eventually slipped back to sleep and woke up at 6am with my back still in pain but more of a 5 at that point. I was hoping that in the two more hours of sleep I knew I could get before work that I would feel even better. I was right.  I woke up at 8:20 and my back pain was more of a 3 so it was getting better. I got ready and headed off to work with a tender back. Mind you the entire time I was saying "ow, ow, ow"  LOL  By the time noon rolled around I was feeling almost normal. Noon is when the medication was due to wear off so I wasn't sure what to expect. By the evening it was like it never happened.

I don't know what the heck caused it (I didn't do anything odd Friday that would pull a muscle or anything) but I sure hope to never have to deal with that pain again. I totally have a new respect for people with back injuries now though. Saturday and Sunday night were normal. My back feels tense now but I think it is more of the reliving the memory of it all.

I should probably just treat this as a journal post and mark it private but what the heck- public it is. Maybe one of ya'll have experienced the same thing and have some insight.

Nighters!