I have somehow injured my back. Sitting, lying down, turning my head-all are excruciating pain. I have tried heat, massage, and medicine with no relief. In fact, time is making it worse.
This injury is making me question how much I will be able to accomplish. I have a small child who needs holding, feeding, changing, and a Mumma that can play with him. I have a job outside the home at which I am scheduled for tonight. There are small tasks, such as the sink full of dishes and baskets of laundry that cannot wait forever.
Sometimes, Mummas get hurt or sick. I am lucky enough to have part-time hours at my job and a considerate husband who is willing to help out and would never judge me for taking it easy in order to recover. I am also lucky to have a child who is content to curl up on my lap and look at the same book with me for a while. Not every Mumma is able to rely on a partner or work such short shifts. I recognize this and for having these things in my life, I am grateful.
As soon as offices open, calls will be made to the doctor and to a chiropractor. Until then, I am just bearing with it the best that I can.