September 07, 2011

Irene's a Pain in the Lower Back

It's been quite a while since I've mentioned my basement, but I'll get into that in the next post. For now, let it suffice to say that Hurricane Irene continues to be a huge pain in the lower back. We were lucky, in many ways, since the worst of it hit just down the river.

I've had to deal with back pain, on and off, for quite a while. Years back, I was in a motorcycle accident that broke my collarbone and did a number on my lower back. I was hit broadside. The mishap was not my fault, but I'm extremely thankful as it could have been considerably worse. The other car's front bumper missed my left foot by mere inches.

I'm not sure what did more damage - impact with the asphalt or the lengthy string of visits to the chiropractor - some folks swear by them, some folks swear at them.

While long stretches of time can go by without any back pain, whatsoever, it's always in the back of my mind. When dealing with an event of Irene's proportions, the onset of pain is often inevitable.

It starts with a twinge. That's the wake up call.

If there's a job that needs to be done, that twinge might be ignored. Mopping up and clearing out after Irene proved, once again, that ignorance is not bliss. Popping a couple of Extra Strength Excedrin and pressing on proved to be my downfall, once again.

This round of back pain starts to the left of my spine. It shoots delightfully through my left hip, all the way down to my toes. I'm dealing with it. Advil and Excedrin help to alleviate the pain to a certain extent. I tried Aleve this time, as well, with little success.

If this bout of pain is anything like the last, it will last for a week or more. Stretching is a huge help, as is the application of heat. I took a number of extended drives in the Ford F150 Lariat tester I had last week, with the lumbar support and heated driver's seat cranked. The importance of a great heated seat cannot be discounted.

We take a lot of stuff for granted. Simple things like being able to climb stairs and get up from a chair turn into huge painful obstacles. But one persons discomfort becomes a corporation's captive cash cow. The pharmaceutical industrial complex continues to profit handsomely from our pain.

Posted by geekbooks at September 7, 2011 10:43 AM


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