THE TROUBLE WITH SLEEP IS THAT IT DOESN’T MAKE BIG PHARMA ANY MONEY—HOSPITALS MAKE IT NEAR IMPOSSIBLE TO SLEEP FOR A REASON
I’m writing this in arrears, so I cannot recall exactly when my back injury happened. I know I took about five weeks to recover, and was in such serious pain for the first couple of weeks, that sitting and writing was complete agony.
Funnily enough, I could stand, and lie down, without much pain, but doing what I love to do—need to do—was virtually impossible. What is more, I didn’t seem to be getting better, which was worrying.
Someone suggested going to the hospital. Based on previous experience, I rejected that option. ERs are not too good at dealing with back pain—and the all purpose solution seems to be medication.
In the end, I slept most of the time for several days, and then napped regularly once or twice a day for quite some time. That turned the tide and slowly the pain started to recede.
It felt wonderful.
Enough of that boring subject. I am only mentioning the subject to try and justify my letting six weeks go by without blogging. And I had been doing so well. I expect it is my Catholic upbringing. Guilt is their thing—and they are very good at it.