My lower back is sprained. Sprained. As in, I laid down (laid, lied, was lying....whatever) on my stomach last night and asked a friend to help me relax the muscles which were bunched so tightly at the time that I was starting to have a hard time of moving. So he put some pressure on my lower back, and at the time, it felt great. Things were coming un-locked, great.
He left, and I could not get off the floor. Could. Not. Excruciating pain each time I tried- everything was locked up. I LITERALLY had to roll over onto my back (very painful) and use a squirming motion with my arms to reach the door, where I popped my head into the hallway, supine as I was, and waited until someone came out of their room to help me. Allow yourself to picture my head on the floor in the hallway, turning from left to right, praying fervently that someone needed to use the bathroom or throw something in the trash... and like 5 of the India Company kids came to my rescue. They were awesome.
Two vicodins and three muscle relaxers later, I was out like a light, but still unable to move. As luck would have it, I can walk this morning. Slowly, painfully, and crooked- but I got to class. Now if you'll please excuse me while I go get this fixed by some people who know what they're doing.
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supine. well put. no good about the back ... you might need that later in life.
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