Yes. I did stay home today & will be staying home tomorrow as well. I woke up in tears this morning (not that I slept for more than an hour here or there.) & when David offered to stay with me, I took him up on his offer. Have I mentioned that I love this guy?
He called the doctor early this morning only to find out that the doctor never received my original phone message on Friday. And, let's top it off right here. He won't get my message now until tomorrow morning. The earliest I can expect to hear from him is "sometime" tomorrow afternoon. That was it. I broke down into tears & used language unbecoming a lady to say the least. Once I pulled myself together, I had David call the rehab place for an appointment. They were amazingly easy to get into today.
My meds had worn off about an hour before my appointment, but I decided against taking them. Anyone who takes pain meds knows that you tend to go further with them in your system which can lead to further injury. Unfortunately, by the time I got there, I was in an amazing amount of pain & nauseous. After filling out their questionnaire, I was taken within minutes. (Are you as shocked as I was?)
The therapists couldn't believe that I was walking & talking. I guess I must have been green (forget around the edges, just all out green) & was barely standing up. They had me lay down to alleviate any more problems & started to ask questions. When I explained that I'm hyper-extensive & can bend to the floor & put my palms flat, they thought I was nuts. David popped in to let me know he was leaving to pick Erin up from school. I asked him to tell them about my flexibility. They thought my drugs were talking till he told them just how flexible I am. (Lucky guy!) While they tested me & my range, their eyes were bulging. They couldn't believe that I can bend in the amount of pain I'm suffering.
So. Under VERY strict orders, I can no longer bend forward from the waist. Now I just have to remember that. Erin has been told so my watchdog will "tell on me' if she catches me doing it. They gave me some exercises to do, & there was a hint of the progress to come. By the time I left the office, my nausea was gone, & I could breath a little bit. I'm also not supposed to stand or sit in chairs for too long. Oh. That's going to be easy. Thank G-d for bosses that appreciate their employees. Bob is very accommodating as are the rest of my co-workers. The rest of my therapy appointments are all set. Now I have to go & do some of those exercises.
Thanks to everyone for all of your kind thoughts!