It has been a hellish couple of days here at MMM HQ. A little bit of CODSWOLOP went down and I ended up pinching a nerve in my lower back with the stress my body decided to take on board.
I was under the impression that if I kept moving and stretching(despite the pain), it would work itself out and I would be fine. Turns out I have been very very wrong. Each day, I roll out of bed hoping that the pain has disappeared and each day as I try to stand and take the first step I am reminded of the hideous lower back pain I had when giving birth.
So yes I have hollered for an epidural. Only one offer came forward. The young lady, whilst an extremely competent hairdresser and now new Mama has never administered an epidural before, so I suggested that I may rub rum into it instead, and let her know how I go.
I have no time for this debilitating pain. It catches me when I least expect and shoots god awful pain down the back of my right leg. I am better if I am standing or walking in a straight direction. But you cannot rest or sleep like that can you?
NO MAMA GOT TIME FOR DAT at all. I am so sorry for those that suffer daily with sickness and disablement.
Having to soldier on with kids is like being injured on the front line. HIDEOUS. With no MASH helicopter to come and airlift you out.
Missing out on dinner with Mr MMM and his winning Saints after an awesome game of AFL this afternoon has broken my little heart too.
Thank God for the helping people I have around me though. In particular my Daughters who have not once tried to get out of picking things up for me or doing extra jobs.
I have managed to scout around, begged and stole all home remedies for back ache anyone in my vicinity had in their possession.
Nanny MMM has the best back ache loot. She loaned me a TENS machine and this kick arse Zen spray. I can highly recommend both of these. Just be careful with the TENS. I didnt turn it off properly when I tried to peel off the sticky bits from my back. My finger got a right zapping. I leapt and swore and then cried in more pain.
Mr MMM, had his bottle of Magnesium for his PMS for which I have knocked back a few tablets. (I think they really helped) Mr MMM, also had Voltaren in his footy kit. The way he rubbed it into my arse had me really really worried I may end up with some burning bits. Alas, it wasn’t that sort of liniment. THANK GOD.
Aunty Moggy gave me this magnet belt thing. I have yet to try it. Magnets just seem magical to me. So I have high hopes for them. Either that or I will be welded to my metal kitchen chairs until I can get the bloody things off. Aunty Moggy also gave me these patches.
She ordered them online from Asia apparently. They are really good to she says. I believe her. I have just been rather concerned that I am lacking in the reading Asian languages skill and could actually be slapping cocaine on my back.
It has gotten to the point I do not really care though.
I know I am going to have to go and see a professional about this next week if/when all of my home remedies fail.
So out of all the types of people you can see with back ache, who do you recommend? Chiropractor? Physiotherapist? Acupuncturist? Bowen therapist?