Little Miss Sunshine State has this little problem called Degenerative Disc Disease. Those little discs in between the vertebrae of my back like to bulge, break off in little pieces and eventually rupture. This has happened 6 times in the past 21 years. Make that 7 times, because it happened again last week.
This is the kind of pain that will lay me flat on my back. I spent Thursday and Friday in between my Martha Stewart Sheets, mostly sleeping and watching TV.I drugged myself on muscle relaxers and slept about 18 hours a day.
Tigger was very concerned. If I was asleep, he was curled up on the other side of the bed, napping. If I was awake, he thought the best thing he could do for me was to plop his 24 Lb body onto my chest. Every time I asked him to fetch me an ice pack, he would gently place his paw over my mouth to shut me up.
With the help of nearly toxic doses from the Costco Bucket-O-Ibuprofen, I was able to smile and start sitting up for about 3 hours at a time. Today I ventured out to the grocery store (not my brightest idea).Tuesday I'm going back to work.
