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Ouch 1:13 p.m. 2005-03-08 Yesterday morning I woke up with an awful migraine. Oh how I hate those. You know the kind that feel like someone just kicked you on the side of the head? I mean, I can’t say that I’ve ever been actually kicked on the side of the head before, but I can imagine it must feel like the pain I was experiencing yesterday morning. I got out of bed, and I literally stumbled out of the bed. I could not walk straight, and I zig zagged all the way to the bathroom. It was one of those migraines that came with the nausea. It didn’t take me too look to access my condition to determine that I was definitely not going in to work. After some Motrin pills, and a hour of just lying there on the bed, hoping the baby didn’t want to have a morning start and cry for his morning banana, I actually started feeling better and had the crazy idea of getting dressed and going to work. Silly me. Well, fortunately that silly thought left me, and I proceeded to go about my day when I decided that I really should empty the Diaper Genie. Not only was it full, but the there were no longer any more diaper bags inside. I must have picked it up wrong or something because I totally twisted my back wrong. Ouch. It is so hard having a sore back when you have to take a wet baby out of the bathtub who doesn’t want to get out. It’s like trying to hold on to a 30 wiggly pound fish. Ouch again. Don’t ask me why I decided to take the kids to the park later to finish a roll of pictures. I could have taken the pictures in the backyard..but NO…that would have been too easy! I will take the baby out on the field so he can run so I can get that perfect action shot. Well, I got a few good pictures, but Nick didn’t want to stop running. Thank God Andrew was there to help me maneuver him back to the playground. He did not want to go back into the car in his seat. It was like trying to hold on to a 30 pound little wild goat. My back—OUCH. Today I am taking tiny steps and trying to avoid heavy files as much as possible. I actually have work today..so I’m just going to milk every bit of work as much as I can. I feel like an old lady. All I need is a cane. It hurts when I sneeze, laugh, and turn left. This is not fun. I could just go home early, but what actually am I going to do there? I will be tempted to just clean all day. I found a spot near the stairs and I was really disappointed that I wasn’t able to bend over and clean that spot. Now this is getting scary. Am I really becoming more like my mother? Ouch. I’ve come to the conclusion that I just stay at work and look busy. Coelha@aol.com |