Ever have a major pain, but no knowledge of where it came from?
I’m going through that right now.
All was fine when I went to work Friday, but sometime around lunch something obviously went wrong.
Out of the blue I started having a pain like you get when you sleep in the wrong position and develop a crick in the neck. I don’t know what caused it.
I’ve replayed my morning in my head, trying to figure out what happened, but I can’t come up with anything.
Perhaps my memory is getting so bad I need to take a lesson from Raymond, Dustin Hoffman’s character in the movie “Rain Man,” and start keeping a record when I injure myself.
“Sept. 2, 2011: twisted and pulled my neck while writing stories.”
I’m merely guessing the pain has something to do with all the hours I spend sitting in front of my computer.
As the day progressed Friday, just turning my head from one side to the other became increasingly more painful; then the pain started migrating down my back and into my shoulder blade.
It reached the point where I felt like I needed to have my head put into a sling and attached to the ceiling to keep it upright. I just kind of wanted to let it fall forward so I didn’t have to hold it up anymore.
I don’t think the problem is that my brain is too big to hold up, so I can pretty much discount that potential theory.
By early afternoon the pain was getting to the point I was wishing I could take off my head and sit it on a shelf a while so my neck and shoulders could rest.
The Advil I had taken earlier wasn’t touching the pain, so I decided it was time to call upon a co-worker for help.
You see, there are two women in the office who are well versed in the art of massage.
After hours in front of a computer, I will occasionally call upon one of them for a bit of help. This was one of those times.
It’s nice to have our own built-in massage therapists, but I suspect if we call upon them very often they may start issuing bills.
According to both of them I have enough “knots” in my shoulders that I could probably extract them and have my own billiards table.
Both of them took a shot at relieving the pain, but what relief I got, unfortunately, wasn’t long lived. After several hours it had moved upwards and started a headache too.
I fought the pain until I got home Friday night. Then decided it was safe to try a muscle relaxer I take if I get spasms in my lower back from a muscle injury years ago.
Much to my disdain, the pain is still here this (Saturday) morning and has even crept over to my spine.
I don’t know what else I can do at this point.
For now, it’s off to work to finish the Sunday paper.
I just hope I’m not a “pain in the neck” come Tuesday.