Carmen's PSA

I highly recommend mixing ibuprofen with Tylenol 3’s.

Sure, my back still kind of hurts, and sure, I am still kind of walking around like someone attached a 20lb weight to my tailbone, but the sheer genius of this mocktail has never really become apparent to me until now: I am high. And it probably took me a full ten minutes to write that sentence.

Yesterday I woke up disgruntled as usual; not because of back pain but because I really hate getting up in the morning. I went about my morning routine without incident, drove my ass to work, and continued about my day. I didn’t really notice anything until about mid-morning, but it seemed like it came out of nowhere.

Random spasms almost knocking me off my feet (or chair, wherever I happened to be).

Thankfully, work and home are only minutes apart and since I had also forgotten my super awesome lunch in the fridge, I went home around noon.

First I need to point out that this will now be a regular occurrence. It never even dawned on me that going home at lunch would benefit me at all. I absolutely hate leaving the office in the middle of the day unless absolutely necessary, and usually find ways to avoid it at all costs. It takes ENERGY to get in and out of the truck, drive, and then having to repeat the process on the way back. It actually took too much energy to write that sentence, not going to lie.

I am actually happier eating lunch at my desk and working through it. Crazy, I know.

But seriously, GENIUS idea going home for lunch. Not only can I make something to eat a little bit tastier than a can of soup I throw into my purse still half asleep with one eye closed, but I can get all the things done I resent having to do when I get home after work. I was able to do get a load of laundry started, dishes done, and the bed made, all in the middle of the day! You see, I do not resent doing it then! I am child free and thus able to get through these things without someone else demanding my attention. Who knew this was possible?! I am such a genius.

So when I got home yesterday after work I COULD slip on my sweats and do ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

But I digress...

When I went home for lunch yesterday I also had this genius idea to take a muscle relaxer. Some little voice in my head said "Hey Carmen, take that  muscle relaxer so your back will feel better and you can finish off your day relatively pain free!” (I was a quiet voice, but I heard it!)

Well that genius voice forgot to mention that muscle relaxers RELAX you, not offer pain management. This was my only non-genius moment of the day.

I was a complete idiot for the last two hours in the office.

My tongue felt fat (strange, I know) my feet felt like lead, I was seeing stars if I moved my head a little too fast, and all this while my back STILL HURT LIKE ASS. I left the office early, went home with a heating pad, and promptly feel asleep until 6pm. This did NOT help when it was time to go to sleep later on I might add. But in good news, I sure enjoyed Glee last night!
So I learned my lesson. No more muscle relaxers. At least not when I need something to manage pain. Maybe when I want to get loopy.

Now, today, on 600mg of Ibuprofen and a T3, I am all of the above once again but WITHOUT all the back pain. Well, without MOST of the back pain. I can’t say I am perfectly better, but at least it’s tolerable.

And what did we learn today children? Drugs are good, and I am a genuis.

Any chance I can offer my services for a PSA?