I haven’t really done anything active this week. Hell for most of the week, I could barely walk.

Sleep has really sucked. I spent Saturday, Sunday, and Monday dozing off sleeping while sitting up. Sadly, I am not able to sleep all day to recover from my lack of sleep at night. I wish I could, but them’s the breaks. Things have to get done and sometimes, you just have to suck it up and do it despite everything else.

The combination of muscle relaxers and pain medication has finally run out (from the last time I injured my back), so now, I am just taking regular OTC stuff. I am trying to go longer without taking it.

I have been seeing my chiropractor everyday. Thankfully, he doesn’t think it’s disc problem. It has been getting a little bit better every day from the stretching, vibration platform, and minor adjustments. I am able to walk better and most positions are less uncomfortable. I won’t say that I’m comfortable all of the time, but it’s less bad, at least.

Last night was particularly rough, for some reason. I was pretty comfortable on the couch watching a movie with V and we both got really sleepy and decided to go to bed around 10pm. I got into a comfortable spot and started falling asleep. I think for about 3-4 hours, I slept through minor spasms until they eventually woke me up. Around 1am, I woke us BOTH up to the point where neither of us could go back to sleep. We both hung out in the living room until about 3am when my back calmed down and we were both tired again. I was able to go back to sleep, but was woken up again at 7am but a stupid orange cat that couldn’t find his food bowl.

I haven’t really even thought about working out all that much. I am eager to get back in there, but I am apprehensive as well. Back injuries are the worst and I really don’t want to do anything to make this one worse or reinjure it. It will be a bit of a long road to get back to where I was (as if that was something great), but I don’t care. I am more concerned with not getting injured again.