My traitorous body

[wiseheart]

... keeps stabbing me in the back. Quite literally, in fact. It is enough to roll onto my back in my sleep in the wrong angle and I'm done in. Today, I got up with considerable effort and with a back as stiff as a board. And now the intermittent pain in my lower back is back. Oh, joy. As a rule, it takes weeks for it to sort itself out; let's hope this time I'll be luckier. Getting old is no fun at all. I see stretching exercises in my immediate future. And horse salve.

This didn't hinder me in going to the supermarket, cooking lunch , crafting a bit and writing a bit, but I do feel like shit. Of course, this dratted heat doesn't help. *sigh*

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[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thank you. They come and go from time to time, ever since I overstrained my back in the Iron Age (1996) when my grandmother was bedridden and I had to lift and turn her in bed. At least they don't return too often. But they do so without the slightest provocation... well, except of sleeping in an odd position, it seems.