It happened with my exercise bike this February. I was riding 3-4 mornings a week. And then my back got all jacked up and I stopped riding religiously. The other week I decided to start yoga and I actually was doing it and enjoying it and boom....a bike accident!
Let me tell you. It’s frustrating!
I am hanging in there with my injuries from my bike crash. My face doesn’t seem to be as swollen and my lips is no longer puffy. The eye is still black and blue And the inside of my lip is still sore.
The bruises are All. Over. My. Body. And they are still in the process of popping up and getting darker and darker every day. Jason has made the remark that he almost doesn’t even know where to touch me because it’s either covered with road rash or a bruise. (Seriously though, it’s not that bad...my left side is almost unmarked by wounds.....almost.)
The shoulder continues to be the point of worry and pain. Work has been a bit ‘fun’. (Not the sarcasm). Anytime I move my right arm from the mouse to the keyboard I am treated to a stabbing pain. Reaching forward with my right hand to dial a number on my phone is torture. And don’t even get me started on what a cough, sneeze or even a hiccup feels like. I can’t bend forward without pain shooting through me. (It’s almost like the weight and pressure of my body is too much) I finally gave in on Tuesday morning and reached into the medicine cabinet and took some muscle relaxers hoping for relief. It may have taken the edge off...slightly. But so minor that I couldn’t even tell for sure. So today (Wednesday) I am going to up the meds to two pills. They were prescribed for me last year and the instructions were 1-2 pills every 6 hours as needed. I don’t like to take pills so I tried to start with the least amount. Uhh yeah, that did diddly squat. So I’m going to go big with two! Hopefully that brings some relief!
It annoys me...because last year when I was taking this prescription (along with another temporary prescription med...which I may default to trying also). And my weight popped up. Grrrr. At least I know that when I stop that my weight SHOULD drop again...if history stands true.
So I’m frustrated! I am really frustrated with the slow healing. And I am extremely annoyed with the interruption of the new habits I was setting for myself! Yes, I know it’s only been a few days, but I want to see progress with my back and while it’s not exactly getting worse, it’s definitely NOT getting better.
(Not a picture of me...but still funny because that’s what I surely looked like....and it was definitely the same words that I mumbled to Jason shortly after the accident)
