You remember the piece I wrote about motorcycles? Well, I have to tell you that when that happened, I was standing right next to the motorcycle. When the car hit it, I jumped backwards to get myself out of the way. A few days later, my back started hurting, not a constant pain, but if I move in certain ways, like bending over, or when going from a sitting position to a standing position, or from standing to sitting, it feels like a knife stabbing me in the back.
So, last week, Fabgrandpa and I went to Kanab to take me to the doctor. He said I had strained a something something maximus, NOT glutious maximus but some other maximus, that goes over your shoulder blade and makes your arm work. Anyway, he prescribed me some flexeril and told me to take it 3 times a day, along with some Alleve. The meds help a lot. He really wanted me to go to physical therapy, but I love 85 miles from town and that is just too far to go for it. So, instead, he gave me some exercises to do at home. These exercises involve putting a couple of tennis balls in a tube sock, and rolling around on them on the floor. Fine, except I don’t have any tennis balls. So, I posted a status on Facebook, asking for someone to send me some tennis balls. One of my friends responded and is mailing them to me. I hope they get here soon.