Day 53: Back Again

Well, today brought another crippling back spasm.  It was this afternoon before dinner.

I had been sitting at the kitchen table since this morning and working on finishing the posters, which I did.  Then I decided to come to my room to lay down, as my back was a bit achey (like it always is).  I laid in bed and read a magazine for around an hour, if not longer.

I decided to get up and go into the kitchen, since I was tired of laying down.  I got up and felt the twinge that I often get, but instead of subsiding a bit, like it'll usually do, it amplified.  I hobbled into the kitchen to see if my back support was in there and to get a cold pack.  As soon as I made it to the kitchen, I knew I had to go lay down because it was getting worse and fast.

Mom was getting dinner ready, so I asked her if she would get the ice pack for me.  I came into my room and looked in all my drawers, but couldn't find it anywhere.  By this point (two minutes after I originally stood up), I couldn't breathe or stand due to the pain.  I flung myself as best as I could onto the bed and tried to find a position that I could tolerate.  My mom put the ice pack on my back, tucked into my shorts, then proceeded to look around for the support.

I couldn't take the pain any longer.  My right hand clenched my bean pillow, while my left hand held tightly onto my hair.  My right leg moved back and forth while tapping the bed.  Breathing made it hurt worse. I couldn't see straight from the pain.  My dad came in and pushed the ice pack into my lower back and massaged my back spasms until the pain subsided.  It only took 30 minutes.

I ate dinner with a cold pack inside my support, then laid on the couch with cold packs.

Unfortunately, I developed another lovely spasm while typing this and was bedridden for the past hour and a half.  My dad's asleep, so I only had the ice pack and no massage, but luckily, it didn't reach the writhing and crying phase.  However, I do have an awesome headache now.

I got to chat with Ty for a bit today.  I love hearing from him.  He seemed to be tired, but doing well overall.  We talked about his plans for when I go into labor (or if I'm induced).  Though, if I'm induced, I'll be admitted to the hospital Tuesday night, but won't be given the meds to start contractions until Wednesday, which is why Ty would eventually need to be around.

I miss him so bad and I wish he were here.  I need his hugs, attention, kisses, foot rubs, back rubs, face smashes, chest to lay on, and his voice.