It came as a complete surprise to me.
This was a long weekend as today is a US Holiday. Andrés and Ana went to Washington to visit my sister. I was home alone for a few days.
While in the house I spent most of my time upstairs. I was there when the door-bell rang Saturday afternoon. I looked out through one of the bedroom’s and saw an unknown car parked in front of the house. It has to be a mistake, I told my self. The bell rang again but I could not move fast enough to go ALL the way downstairs to check who was making the call. I went back to bed and heard the car leave.
A few minutes later the phone rung. It was our next door neighbor who succinctly informed me that “my flowers” were waiting for me at her house. I did not quite understand this. I then thought some one must have sent Ana a bunch of flowers. I decided to go and pick them up the next morning .
On Sunday, it was really cold and we still have some snow and ice on the ground. I had to walk to the house next door which is 20 meters away. It took me a while to get there as I spent lots of time negotiating with the unfriendly ground. The way back to the house, with the flowers in my hand, was a bit more tricky. But I made it with my back in the same bad shape as before. And the flowers were for me: a gift from my office colleagues
Going to the office last Tuesday was not a very good idea as I had to spend the next 2.5 days in bed. On Friday, I was finally able to walk again (with no pain) and even managed to catch the Chiropractic for a relief session. I have been feeling better since then but still cannot sit for more than 20-30 minutes in a row to work on the computer – or do anything else for that matter. The doctor asked me (almost begged me) not to use the computer the whole weekend, something I tried hard to fulfill and did until now.
I also had to postpone the back and nerve tests that were scheduled for last Thursday.
I do not feel ready to go to the office as I am ready scared to death of having yet another relapse. The doctor has advised not do so and instead suggested I have therapy on a daily basis to see how thing s evolve. I will be going to see him again on Wednesday morning and have rescheduled the tests for next week.
I am now getting a bit desperate with the lack of real progress with my back. If things do not improve this week then I will head to the neurosurgeon to face the knife. I am also extremely concerned, in addition to being bored at home, with my inability to complete work related stuff. I cannot do tasks that require me sitting in the computer for more than 3 hours a day. What I doing at home is sitting for a maximum of 20 minutes in a row and then walk or relax in bed for for 20-30 minutes to get ready for the next round of what I now call “chair treatment”.
I do not think this particular treatment is working at all.