MIA- the week of bedrest...

This past week has been absolutely miserable. Last weekend I went out to Coronation for Amtgard and had a great time. I even felt like being social and participating in a belly dancing class… which led to a week of misery. Anyone who has actually met me will understand the issue- I have no hips. Or rather, my gut and my butt are the same size as my hips. So, isolating the hips for a presumably seductive dance led me to over compensate and throw my hips WAY over my center of gravity and resulted in a sprained lower back and nerve pinching all down my leg.

I tried to go to work last Monday. I lasted 3 hours before I had to go home, writhing in pain. I’ve spent the last week in bed and in pain. I have a new love of my job- simply because it gets me out of the house and away from the television. It’s horrible- if I’m laying in bed I can’t put in tapes or DVD’s (getting up was excruciatingly painful and bending down to the TV cabinet was out of the question. I couldn’t read because it hurt to sit up and I can’t read on my back (arms get too tired).

So I spent a mind numbingly boring week at home. I really feel as though I’ve lost some IQ points because of this. Sure, a marathon of America’s Next Top Model sounds like fun- until you end up watching 6 hours of Tyra Banks… Same thing with my beloved judge shows…

So I am back at work armed with pain pills, muscle relaxers, and a back brace.

I’ve definitely learned my lesson- people shaped like soup cans shouldn’t belly dance.