And…then there was pain.

Owen must really be getting on my nerves. My sciatic nerve, that is. |-|

Yesterday I tried to run some errands, and out of nowhere, in the middle of the aisle, I received a jolt and could barely stand, let alone walk. I managed to shuffle through checkout and out of the store (so much for wandering) but that was NOT fun.

Sitting in the car it felt like it kind of went away, so off to Kroger I went. Then I experienced the whole bottle return issue and while standing was a pain, I really had some grocery shopping to do, so I thought “Hey, this shouldn’t be too bad if I can lean on the cart.”

Ha.

HA HA.

I didn’t make it halfway down the first aisle before I decided there was NO WAY I could make it through the entire store, so I limped back to the car and went home…where I sat on my butt the rest of the afternoon.

The pain lessened a little throughout the night, but not enough to say “Wow, I’m glad that’s over!”

This morning it’s not AS bad, so I might try hitting Kroger first thing. (Well, first thing now being about 10am, since I was wide awake from 4a-6a for no apparent reason.)

I knew this could happen around this time, but I was holding out hope it wouldn’t…or that it wouldn’t be as bad as it sounded. I will go absolutely stir-crazy if all I can do is shuffle around the house between the bed and the couch. Granted I don’t go out too much, but since Tom has no time, I have to do the shopping and errand-running.

Hoo boy.

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