For some 7 or 8 years now, I have been living with bad disks in my back. Those of you who have this problem know that it can range from minor aching to debilitating pain.
I have always had a fairly high pain tolerence which in most cases has been a good thing. Not so much with my back though. I frequently find myself doing things that I probably should not due. These tasks don’t usually bother me while I’m doing them. A couple of days later, however, my body tells me it did not like what I did.
This past weekend was a great example. I worked at the race track on Saturday night. We had a couple of incidents that I responded to instinctively. I pay for that all this week. I couldn’t sleep at all Sunday night because my back and neck were spiking with pain.
Monday, the 4th of July, I set about getting ready to go over to the Party on the White House Lawn, a yearly gig that I help with. I took it extremely easy throughout the day because: 1) I was dead tired. 2) I was extremely sore and stiff. The day went fairly well. I helped with the firework show, loading launch tubes. As we were cleaning up, I knew my Tuesday was not going to be a good one. I reported off work.
Tuesday morning came with a loud groan as I tried to get out of bed. I laid around the house until a little after 6 pm when I ventured up to Dad’s for dinner. I wanted to work on the frame for my new screen door. There was no way that was going to happen.
Thursday night I finally got the frame in for the door. I slept extremely well through the night. I didn’t even want to get up because my back and neck were so comfortable the way I was laying in bed. Tonight I shoot for getting the door on and finished up.
Saturday brings the races once again. I am going to attempt to avoid the things that aggrevated me last week. It sucks to take almost a week to recover from the weekend just in time to get to… another weekend. I guess I’m just getting old. Oh well, Can’t stay in bed all the time. Wish me luck.
~Cappy