I've been bed-ridden for nearly a
week now, and today is the first time I've been able to carry a shoulder-bag of
groceries without incurring undue damage.
I had a spontaneous back injury last Tuesday, while I was up at a friend's to borrow a tent so that I could go camping and
hitchhiking westward. I was reaching for a tissue in her bathroom so that I
could blow my nose, and a crick in my back twinged me with a small sharp
electric-taste pain. I should have paid better fucking attention, and I didn't,
and I proceeded to further my injury over the next two days. Been convalescent
now it's Monday I guess that's four days. Mostly in bed.
Mostly in bed those first two days as well, but I did some other stupid shit
and well history is history.
Oh, God. I've been up for nearly what 2 hours I'll bet. I'm starting to ache
for the bed. All up and down my back, now, the pain is driving bluntly.
Sometimes, it goes down the large muscles of my legs, and burns with a fatiguing
ache. The critical sharp pain is right near the base of the spine.
Ima finish the last of the third and last Guinness I got at the store and pee
and smoke a hit from a can. Pipes are not big here, and I don't have one.
Stupid. I'm listening to The Strokes.
Two hours out of bedand this morning I'd worried I wasn't healing. That's
how it's been.