I woke up at 6am while Cody was still asleep to use the
bathroom. When I stood up from the toilet I screamed and nearly passed out! The
pain was horrible. When I feel like I’m about to pass out, something in me
tells me to lie down on the floor. I don’t know why, that’s just my go to
reaction. I lowered myself to the ground. I was hot and clammy, and in pain.
Going to the ground was the dumbest decision I could have made. I spent an hour
trying to get up from the bathroom floor. Even with Cody trying to help, the
pain was overwhelming. I was on my stomach and tried going onto my knees, I
tried rolling over, and I tried pushing up. Every little movement of my back
was horrible. The only thing that got me up off of that floor without just
calling for an ambulance was Castro and the fact that I had to give him his
insulin. Once I was up and Castro was taken care of, I got dressed and we
decided instead of the appointment that was scheduled for chiropractor's office, it
was time to go to the E.R. Cody drove us over to the nearby hospital, and the wait wasn’t that bad. They got me back and I
saw a PA who said that it was something called sacroiliitis.
She said that she didn’t believe that any imaging was necessary at this point
because of my age (34). She gave me a shot of something in the E.R. (I think it
was Toradol) and prescriptions for Valium and Percocet. She was using the
Valium as a muscle relaxant; even though that’s not really its function (I
worked in pharmacies for 9 years before I became a teacher). I was feeling
pretty good when I was at home that night, thankful though that we didn’t have
school the next day because it would give me extra time to relax and let my
muscles loosen. I even felt well enough to take a shower and watch some t.v.
(Thursday night is Vampire Diaries night!)
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