Well on Saturday my luck ran out. I jarred my lower back while swinging Hannah onto my back. And then compounded the damage by walking around all day looking at apartments
On Sunday I couldn't get up and even lying down all day didn't help much. So on Monday I had to limp back to the hospital for treatment.
It took quite a lot to put Humpty Daddy back together again. Daily sessions of physiotherapy for 4 days. Electric therapy - microcurrent and interferencial - to stop the muscles spasming.
Then spinal manipulation. Acupuncture and heat.
Apparently this helps my cheese circulate correctly
Then traction. This is a very mild form of the famous medieval torture 'the rack'. If this doesn't work, they move on to 'drawing' and 'quartering'.
And of course anti-inflamatory pills and plaster. Optional painkiller (for girls only). Most importantly - four days and nights solid bed-rest, to let the inflammation subside.
And a corset to support my back for the short periods I was standing up. When it is really tight it pushes my beer-gut up under my armpits. Not a good look.
Lying down for 4 days was a good chance to finish my book of chinese history. But mainly I just slept and waited to get better.
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