Nekkid, Clueless and Feelin' Good: January 31, 2001

Wednesday,
January 30, 2001

Owowow

Oh, bloody hell.

My lower back is playing up unmercifully, and I'm walking around like a French bellringer (what little walking I've done -- I actually spent most of the day trying to doze and being woken up by the pain). Luckily I finished all the stuff I needed to do yesterday, and I was able to straighten up long enough to stop off at work this evening and send out some info emails.

But this is frigging annoying -- it's painful enough to make getting around difficult, but not so painful that I feel justified to stay in a prone position. It's that stupid puritan work ethic kicking in again, dammit.

So now, it's time to hit the store, pick up serious amounts of ibuprofen AND gallons of cranberry juice (just in case it's kidney and not muscular), and retire home for an evening of muscle relaxation and much imbibing of fluid. The cranberry juice is probably a good idea just on general urinary tract cleaning principles, anyway.

I know, I know -- TMI. What can I say -- when I'm in pain, I share.

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