i either have a pinched nerve or a slipped disc. on our way back from ikea and downtown brooklyn today, i stepped off the b52 after alex and immediately felt that familiar shooting pain. thankfully (or not) it didn't fully manifest until we reached our front steps, when i collapsed in pain before even entering the front door.
i have a lidocain patch on my back, topped off with a heat patch. wine and aleve haven't done anything to relieve the pain and now i'm surfing the web lying sideways in bed, after several attempts to finish joan didion's the white album which i received 2 christmases ago at a gift exchange from work.
i'm hoping it will get better tomorrow. it's an adventure just to get to the bathroom to relieve myself and today it took me about 20 minutes to take my jeans off. stupid back!