Pain and Suffering
Oh woe… woe is me! This is my recent tale of pain!
The past few days have been a bit of a disaster even for me. On Friday I was preparing to get ready for a night out, saw the huuuge Pheasant and his lady in the garden munching bird seed so decided to rush upstairs and grab my camera. BIG mistake. I slipped on the very first part of the stairs on my way down landing badly on my Coccyx then sliding all the way down the stairs to the very bottom desperately straining to try not to break my neck. My camera bashed its way past every bannister. The camera itself is OK but one of my lenses is wrecked. I lay in a heap on the floor for a while until I could get up, my feet were numb for ages but the worst thing was although I could stand OK, sitting down was just far too painful.
I realised I wouldn’t be going out that night after all.
I had hoped I’d be OK to go out the next night as it was Rik’s leaving do. He’s off to live in Rhodes for a while so I really wanted to be there. But it just wasn’t happening. I was still in a lot of pain and the thought of sitting in a taxi going down my lane was just too painful to contemplate. Even the idea I’d be so drunk I wouldn’t feel it faded when I realised I was starting to feel the bruising everywhere else by now. My hands and legs were agony. All my muscles ached too. So I stayed home again, miserable and wondering why I can’t play 360 games lying down. (I really can’t. Even PuzzleQuest. I keep moving the controllers in the wrong directions it’s very odd).
I hoped I may be able to pop out for a while on the Sunday, but then Phase III hit. I got a cold. I’d been successfully fighting off a cold for a few days, but I think all this happening left me open to it actually getting a hold of me.
There were many reasons why all this sucks. The main one is timing. Not only was this Rik’s farewell weekend, but it was a weekend I could go out in Reading knowing my ex would not be there as he was in Scotland the whole time. Last time he spent the weekend in Greece I couldn’t go out either. It’s getting ridiculous!
Anyway, it’s now Tuesday. I can sort of sit down (carefully) on soft seats if I lean forward. I can stand OK and lie down OK, but getting between the 2 positions is a bit awkward. I can walk OK now too, after a fashion. But today it’s been joined by Mr Migraine. I’m seriously wondering what the hell is going on and why TPTB have decided I should not leave my house right now. I’ve been sleeping loads as it’s pretty much all I can do. Even that is difficult when I cough my guts up every time I lie down. Gaaaaah! ONE of these things at a time would’ve been do-able. ALL at once is just silly and annoying.
Originally published at Chaos-23. You can comment here or there.