I went skiing a few days after Christmas which was awesome because the snow was great. It was fairly cold and windy in the morning which left some ice patches in certain areas. Being the ever graceful girl that I am, I located one of those patches and wiped out in a most spectacular fashion. I wasn't hurt at all, other than my ego, and continued to ski. Two days later I was a little sore but nothing out of the ordinary so I took down all of my Christmas stuff and when taking it all down to the basement, got a wild hair to reorganize my storage room. This meant moving a ton of boxes and other assorted crap. When I crawled into bed that night I noticed that my left shoulder was really sore. The following day, my right shoulder began hurting and when I woke up yesterday morning, the right side was so sore I started crying in the shower when I tried to wash my hair because lifting my arms up to lather hurt so much. I went to work in agony and ended up making a quick trip to my doctor to get something for the pain. I don't like taking pills at all so you know it had to be bad if I went to the doctor voluntarily. She told me to alternate heating it and icing it and gave me a prescription for a muscle relaxant. I finished up my day, got a massage and headed home to take my drugs. Since I'm a light weight when it comes to meds, my doctor told me just take half the first night. So I had dinner and took half a pill. I waited 20 minutes and didn't feel much change so I decided to take the other half. I sat down to watch tv and 10 minutes later my entire body felt like jello. I assume that was when the first half hit my system. Twenty minutes later, I could barely climb the stairs to my bedroom. I'm pretty sure that's when the second half hit my system. I was cracking up while I washed my face because my cheeks and lips felt so smooshy. I kept pushing on my lips with my index finger thinking, "This is your brain on drugs" and then giggling uncontrolably. I was half-tempted to blog about the whole thing right then and there but I was worried I would slide out of my chair into a pool on the floor. So I climbed into bed at 10pm and didn't wake until 7am. I'm still a little sore today but I couldn't tell you the last time I slept nine hours IN A ROW. I feel like a new woman today so hooray for drugs!
Sidebar: If they ever make a True Hollywood Story about my life, this will be the part where the music becomes quite dramatic and the voiceover says, "...though never one for pills, Kendra decided to take one to help with a skiing injury. And it all went downhill from there." And the voiceover will put special emphasis on the word "downhill" so everyone gets the double entendre.
4 comments:
i don't do pills all that well either (unless you count my favorite: ibuprophen).
once in the hospital they gave me vicodin and i cried, thinking i was about to fall down. it was then that i realized i was already laying down. i watched the beads of sweat form on my arms. creeped me out.
can't take any of those pain relievers. thank goodness i don't ever plan on having a baby!
glad to hear you are feeling better. and sleeping well!
i'm glad you're feeling better. it also makes me feel ok for laughing at your descriptions. I did the same thing after I had my wisdom teeth pulled. I couldn't stop touching my face and marveling at how smooshy it was.
Downhill. HA! You kill me.
You should have blogged like that! It would have been pretty freakin funny!!! I am so glad to hear you are feeling better. Can you send some of those meds my way? Ha.
Thank you so much for your friendship, and your support. I just want you to know, it means the world to me and is REALLY helping me through this time.
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