The Catch 22 of Zombification!
I have to concede to feeling like absolute shit!
It’s not often l actually feel this bad, but currently l feel really bloody awful, although admittedly much better than yesterday, or rather the day before, as it has only just turned today from yesterday and l am referring to the previous yesterday to yesterday! But yesterday now is tomorrow, so in essence yesterday is now today!
Have another physiotherapy session to attend next Monday and l am actually dreading going. The pain l experienced after the first appointment has in essence lasted a full week, and all l thought he did at the time was pat my back a few times, but whatever he actually manipulated has reacted quite aggressively all of this week.
Making matters worse was the fricking pain killers. I finally got the pain killers l was supposed to have last Friday, literally only on Wednesday and l am still trying to recover from only one days’ worth which l took on Wednesday. A full days worth turned me into an absolute non-functioning zombie! Yesterday as in Thursday, l couldn’t bear to feel that sick again and instead of taking 2 every four hours refused to have my mind switched off like that again and simply only took one tablet all day from 8am to 7pm where l took 2 normal ibrupofen, but shortly l am to take two of the dreaded painkillers which should make me sleep.
Whilst l have not been a zombie, the previous days effects were still lingering, but the side effects knocked me for not just six but bloody twelve! I had a throbbing headache all day and felt violently ill, never mind the constipation which is still a pain in the ass, or not, more like a serious pain in the belly!
The only problem with NOT taking the pain killers is that l am not killing the pain!! So, whilst l am not a zombie as in thinking straighter than before, l am in more pain now which is a real nasty catch 22 case of Russian roulette!! Bloody arm feels like it is made of lead, and my neck and shoulder are caning me and as to my hand well if not pins and needles then just numbness.
Grr am pissed off that l sound like a moany Minnie!
Am starting to quietly wish l hadn’t gone to the damn physio now.
Bollocks, bullshit and toss is how l feel about the whole situation!