...My back.
To be more correct, the upper back portion of my right hip. I think I may have pinched a nerve or pulled a muscle or something. I don't remember a specific moment of "pain beginning" but I recall multiple moments of significant pain. This is not fun.
I was sitting on the sofa this afternoon and had a pain spasm which made it frightfully hard to get up from said sofa. I had to go to the bathroom, though, and I was nervous about whether I'd make it or not. That kind of pain. I made it, which is especially good considering my hatred of cleaning. I took a hot, hot shower and a couple Aleve. Minor difference but the Aleve isn't doing all I thought it might. Crappy OTC bullshit.
Anyhow, I have a fancy dinner to go out to tonight, of course, so I'm a bit nervous about the mobility involved; I'm just figuring, "Get in the chair; you can sit in it for a long time."
I don't feel as bad as Miss Blanche Hudson must have, once her sister had her all trussed up in that bed. Yes, I finally watched Whatever Happened to Baby Jane. Ooh, what a fabulous and twisted movie. And I actually feel that, now I've seen the movie, I can legitimately use my favorite quote from it, "But you are, Blanche. You are."
Posted by Jon at July 15, 2004 04:27 PM | TrackBackYou'd be surprised at how many places one can use that quote. In fact, that can be said of many a Bette Davis quote... Remind me to tell you of the time I looked into the heart of an artichoke.
Posted by: Antonio at July 16, 2004 02:40 PM