Back, I want you back

Politicians pontificate about the overwhelming, heavy public debt riding on each of our backs.  Well, today, my friends, I feel like I’m personally carrying all that debt myself on my aching back.

You see, my back is out of whack.  Really.  I’m talking literally.  My back’s been troubling me since last Thursday for no good reason.

I’ve tried recalling my recent activities in an attempt to figure out how my back got twisted up in knots.   Did I lift something heavy that strained my back?  Nope.  Did I fall?  Nah.   Stumble?  No.  Fail to bend my knees when I picked up my suitcase? No way.   So what the heck did I do to it?  I have no idea whatsoever.

I don’t have an achy-breaky heart, I have an achy-breaky lower back.  A back that impedes normal walking and screams in agony when I climb the steps (and oh, did I mention I live in a two-story house?).   My out of sorts back doesn’t want to ache alone, so now it’s convinced my hip to join in and if that isn’t enough, there’s this pain running down the side of my leg.  One day it extended to my knee, yesterday it worked its way down to the calf of that leg.   I suspect the sciatic nerve is pinched, bunched, generally in a tizzy, or something akin to that and tomorrow I have an appointment with a chiropractor.

But for now, as I sit in my easy chair with my best friend, ibuprofen; a solid pillow propped behind me; and  an ice pack on the afflicted area (20 minutes on, 20 minutes off), the only thing coming to my mind happens to be songs with the word back in them.   Songs like the Jackson Five’s “I Want You Back.”    Back, it’s true!  Ooo, ooo, baby, I want you back.  I want you, my healthy back, back.

And then there’s “I’m Bringing Sexy Back” by Justin Timberlake.  Well, right now, my back’s not bringing anything, let alone sexy.  I’d be ecstatic walking a normal gait instead of this shuffle, never mind a sexy swing.

Going the country music route, “Back Then” by Tim McGraw comes to mind.  Tim, I don’t just miss back then “when a hoe was a hoe, coke was a Coke and crack’s what you were doing when you were cracking jokes,”  I also greatly miss my back sans pain and the fact that this currently wacky back is preventing my evening strolls in the lovely fall weather.

And then there’s that Hall and Oates tune, “Baby Come Back,” which I would like to rename Back Come Back.”  Back, come back, any kind of fool could see, there was something in everything about you.  Back come back, you can blame it all on me, I was wrong, and I just can’t live without you.

I’ve even gone to the deep recesses of my mind’s song treasure trove with “Carry Me Back to Ol’ Virginny.”  Well, if this doesn’t let up soon, I’m not just going to need someone to carry me back to Virginia or anywhere else, someone just may have to carry me up the stairs!

So you can see, I’m feeling a little unhinged on Page 11, Chapter 10, in my book of Opportunity.  I can’t get my back off of my mind.  Seems like my back’s really got a hold on me…..oh wait, that’s another song, and I’d give anything to move like Smokey Robinson and the Miracles right now.

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11 responses

  1. Oh – I can relate. My back just decides to act up any ol’ time. I know people used to have bad feelings about them, but I usually go to a chiropractor when mine gets really bad. A few treatments, and it’s all better!
    Hope you get some relief soon!

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    • Thank you! Me too! I’ve had back ‘trouble’ before and I can honestly say chiropractor treatments really helped me. My father also had back problems and many years ago his medical doctor told him he should have surgery (which he predicted would have a 50% chance of leaving him paralyzed). My dad said no way, went to a chiropractor and the treatments got him back on his feet.

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  2. So sorry, dear sister……Sounds like a pinched sciatic nerve… As you well know, I know all about that…I know how painful it is…Hope chiropractor does the trick… It may take a few treatments but don’t get caught up in the ones that bring you back forever….If it doesn’t let up soon you might consider going to Dr. for a shot for the inflammation… My doctor is a DO so when mine gets bad he can adjust me and also give meds… It’s a really good combo… At least it works for me….I’ll be praying for relief for you… Love & miss you….

    Big Sis

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    • I know you know exactly what I’m going through! Must be in our genes…I’m sure it didn’t come from our “jeans.” Ha-ha. I’ll see how the chiropractor goes. My doctor is also a DO, but until our medical insurance kicks in, the chiropractor is the least expensive way to go. I’ll keep you posted. Hubby said he enjoyed your phone conversation the other night. I’ll talk to you soon too. Love you right back! ♥ Little Sis

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