Life is a Pain
I am in pain!!!!!! The only good thing you can say about lower back pain is that it reassures you that you are still alive. . . . . . .you only wish you were dead.
It seems I am not alone in suffering from back pain. Just google images on Google! There are endless depictions of back pain and cures for back pain and care of the back etc.
I know and understand my back pain. I have lived with it since my teenage years. I have visited the doctor and the hospital and seen the X rays years ago. No need to now. It is just time to tough it out. I know it is bad when I give in and take pills for pain. (I generally refuse to join the pill taking crowd). When a double dose of aspirin offered no relief this time, I got something stronger from June which decreased the pain by half. All I can think of is the Bill Cosby standup routine he used to do about being an man an go to the drugstore for some Mydol. (I used to find this terribly funny) I might be tempted to try it if I knew someone who used it. At my age you have no female friends young enough that they would use Mydol.
I have had all the advice of how to care for my back . As much as I have spent a lot of my life doing heavy work, (out of choice) and enjoying it, I have managed to protect my back with careful lifting technique.
There was a time I could swing my 70 pound canoe onto my shoulders while wearing a 50 pound packsack and carry both across a fairly long portage. (The longest was 3 km which is another story and a unique kind of self inflicted pain.)
My current back pain seemed to have flaired up without cause. Friday night, I did take a tumble on the ice on one of my mid-night treks to the shed. I fell in such a way I thought I dislocated my shoulder. That was painful and I thought I might just stay down and freeze to death rather than try to move. I mustered the courage and got up and made it to the house. It turned out something was torn in my upper left back and shoulder. I moved gingerly the next day and it largely went away. I don't think this fall triggered my lower back pain.
The next day, Sunday, I woke up with the kind of lower back pain, with which I am very familiar . I have one leg shorter than the other and this can cause a stress fracture in a bone in my back. (On the X ray the bone looks like a scotty dog and their is a crack in it's neck.) I learned all this when I was 17 and an orthopaedic surgeon diagnosed it. It apparently is just one of those things and not related to my suffering polio when I was 5 years old. I have learned to live with it. For many years, I wore special orthopaedic shoes that made the difference in my leg length more tolerable. I abandonned them years ago. Mainly careful lifting and proper rest when it occured managed the pain for me. So this pain in the back is just something with which I am occasionally inflicted.
It is very inconvenient to live with back pain the way I live. While I have two other people in the house , I am the only one able to do the more physical tasks. (keeping the three wood stoves supplied with wood, shovelling up manure after the cows, hauling feed bags, etc.) So I am moving in slow motion today. Unable to pull my own socks on (June did it or me before she went to town). I am managing although it is painful to stand, to lift, to sit, to lie down. . . . . . .TO LIVE!
In a day or two I should be better. In the mean time say a BOO HOO for me.