In 1989 I crashed my car in a ditch on a country road, and my head hit the ceiling and crunched a vertebral joint. I was in horrid pain for about 6 weeks, then it gradually got better (mostly). Until 2007 it was an irregular minor annoyance with occasional serious but short-lived flare-ups (every other year or so). Since 2007 I have to factor “what might this do to my neck?” into every activity of every day. I thought I’d been careful enough over the weekend of my parents moving house, with minimising my lifting as far as I could etc, but it’s hard not to believe that the last few days of dysfunctional pain aren’t related.
[me] Ah, woken up with no pain. Fingers crossed that today won’t be like yesterday!
[neck injury] *grins*
[me] I felt that! What are you up to?
[neck injury] Me? *whistles* Nothing…
[me] C’mon – I couldn’t sit upright for more than an hour at a time yesterday, even with the NSAIDs.
[neck injury] Hey, I’m just doing my thing here.
[me] I had to be lying down to calm the spasms down every second hour – it really disrupted my work flow.
[neck injury] Why don’t you just take some of those Valium to break the spasms?
[me] I can’t work if I take Valium! That’s just for getting a good night’s sleep when you’re at your worst.
[neck injury] Not my problem.
[me] This attitude of yours does nothing for my mood disorder you know.
[neck injury] Still not my problem.
So yes, this is a notification that I’m not on top of everything right now, and won’t be posting much until my neck decides to let me live again. I can’t even throw up a linkfest post the easy way that I used to.