Getting old?

After four and a half days of intensive dance conditioning and training, all I had was a little lower back pain. I was SO thrilled!!

Then the day after I got back, I was doing laundry, and carrying a full basket toward the door, when I tripped on the corner of a rug and hurt my back.

It was feeling a lot better by yesterday, after a lot of stretching, and going to the chiropractor a couple of times.... and then....all I did was bend slightly at the waist, yesterday at the office, and something gave way.

I was in instant, excruciating pain. The pain started medially, next to the bottom of my spine, and radiated toward the left. It felt either like something was tearing, or like it was going into a gradual spasm from one end to the other.

I called my chiropractor, and she got me in last night. Driving to get there was a nightmare of pain. She did not do any adjustment, just ice, soft tissue work, and stretching. She also put me in a back brace, and called it a psoas sprain.

The pain fills the area between the INSIDE of my left sacroiliac joint, down toward the front of my left hip joint. So it basically goes through the left half of my pelvis.

This is exactly where the psoas muscle is....so it's pretty clear what's going on.

I was awake almost all night with pain. I only find relief lying a certain way, and with as much as I toss and turn on a GOOD night, last night was pretty sleepless. I'd fall asleep, and move, and wake up from the pain.

Ibuprofin takes the edge off, thankfully.

SO, I called in sick from work, because when I got up, I could barely walk.

I talked to the HR person, and assured her that, while yesterday's event happened at work, I do not intend to make this into a worker's compensation issue.

I know my body's history, and I know physiology, and I have too much integrity to try to turn this situation to my advantage.

This could just as easily have happened at home, feeding the cat, or picking up the mail.

She didn't seem to care, but I did, so I had to tell her that.

I return to the chiropractor tonight, unless she wants to see me earlier in the day, now that I am off work. She may send me for xrays. Great...more driving.

This is my first inkling of not being a teenager anymore. It's depressing!