This morning I woke up happy and at peace with the world. And then I stretched. And then I heard a loud 'crack' come from my neck region. Now, I have the world's worst kink in my neck with terrible pain traveling into my shoulder.
Now, before anyone gets the idea that I was doing some sort of intense stretch like this:
I would like to assure you that I was lying in bed and merely stretched my body in a STRAIGHT line...really...more of a deep breathing and tensing.
I have been suffering horribly every since! First, I took a couple of naproxen. Didn't touch it.
Then, I took a couple of vicodins (that I have been hoarding since I had my wisdom tooth out, for just such an emergency). Unlike a lot of people, they don't make me tired. They make me wired. So, my house got clean and I organized some closets and made lunch.
Things were looking up, until my son came to tell me he had dropped my 6 month old, really nice camera that I only had in the first place because I won it.
Gloom and despair! It is broken...really broken...I am just sick about it. I used it nearly every day. I loved it and there is no way I can afford to replace it anytime soon.
I was really mad and sad and weepy and all of that emotion must have burnt through my vicodin haze, because my neck started hurting with a fiery pain that makes my eyes float!
I really hope that it eases up soon. It is definitely making me feel very irritable.
It is one of those days where I can't wait for it to end. Hopefully tomorrow will be better...especially if I don't start it by stretching.