A Month in Review

After my last run, I took a couple days to recover from the cramps from hell that attacked in that last run.

I had a neurology appointment on the 28th that was not anticipated to affect my running, but he ordered a spinal tap for me for the following day. Uh, pardon me? That's right, still trying to rule out stuff in regards to the Brain Cloud. I swear if someone would just buy me a gourmet set of travel trunks and send me to a tropical island where everyone drinks orange soda, I would be just fine.

Anyway, even that wasn't really supposed to affect my running. The neuro actually told me to take it easy - don't go for a run that same day. I considered going for a run the night of the 28th, just in case, but what was there to worry about...paralysis? Oh and...

He did warn me of "spinal migraines" that I would be apt to be suffering from. In case of such event, you go back into the hospital, they draw blood out of your arm and shoot it back into the hole they used for the spinal tap and that makes your headache go away. I literally had to look this up after the appointment because it made me laugh so hard. I would rather jump from a plane than have such a "blood patch" done to me.

So I have the spinal tap. I get the migraine. I can't get off the couch from the 29th until....well, on the 6th I had the blood patch, which put me back on the couch after my limited efforts to start functioning around the 4th.

I was better on the 7th, but had extreme lower back pain. The back pain traveled down to my legs. I couldn't bend over, pick things up, or stand up too long. The very thought of running terrified me, and not just because I had had a bad experience on my last run, before western medicine got it's devil-led talons into my spinal column.

By the 18th, the pain was very rare. Through all of this my sitting and resting postures have been affected - I'm sure that did not help my pains. Any stretching at all still hurt like a mfer. But, still, the pain was practically non-existent by this point. I did not want to push my luck with anything too strenuous, though.

Enter the heat warnings and the temperature not getting below 80 degrees for two weeks, and counting.

Irregardless, I started taking the dog for walks in the evenings a few times, just to try to get going again.

Then one day my coworker went crazy and apparently that is contagious...