I can blog while people are watching, its not such a big deal, even when SOME PEOPLE over my shoulder read every word out like some douchebag. I can, but its difficult and I'd rather not. Its like taking a dump, yaknow. I'd prefer it if you let me do it behind closed doors, and if you wanna see it afterwards then go ahead, be my guest. You get the whole concept, right?
I think this back pain of mine has been really good for me. If you don't already know, lemme bring you up to speed:
About 7 months ago during my trainee days, there was a week where I my back felt uncomfortable. It didn't hurt and I had full mobility, but twas really uncomfortable. So I went for acupuncture and was immediately relieved.
Fast forward to about a month ago, when I resumed gymming and was seeing improvements in my lifts. Again, my back started feeling uncomfortable, but instead of resting it I kept going. I went on and on and even when it started hurting just a liiiiiitle I paid no heed. And then came real stupidity on my part; there was one day when I walked into the gym literally thinking shit this is a bad idea, my back feels horrible. But I lifted anyway! I did squats, warmed up and found it super hard to lift, went to just a bit less than my working weight, did a little and found it really hard.
Reduced the weight and tried again!
And again!
I was struggling and my back hurt but NO I didn't stop! Instead...
I tried to do rows!!! Twas really light but I was struggling like mad to even unrack the bar. On one of the reps I felt something pop in my back but I did two more anyway. Racked the weight then...
Did machine presses!
Thinking back, I was a mega big DUMBASS. I don't know why. I guess this happens in life sometimes.
And then I finally gave up, after a half hour of hurting myself, and by that time I could hardly bend.
I went for a few sessions of Chinese point therapy. Regained mobility but discomfort retained. Rested for awhile, still uncomfortable. Then one day I bent down to look at a newspaper and SHNAP painnnnnnnn. Nearly immobile for awhile, managed to lie down for a bit and hey presto! back to normal. Then again, yesterday, bent down to wear my boot and SHNAP painnnnnnn.
So I went to the hospital, and all I got was muscle relaxants, painkillers and anti gastric shtuff. No bone specialist or whatever (cos I explained how I felt my feet were uneven, and that after long periods of standing or wtv my one foot feels really yeowchy.), just try and come back if it doesn't get better.
Today my grand uncle brought me to see one Encik Hamzah, who massages your feet.
Today was good.
After an hour and a half, I was relieved of my discomfort, my feet were burning, he'd explained to me which point was what, how what pressing meant what, discovered my history of childhood asthma, told correctly that my left shoulder was tight, that I get numbness easily, I have low blood, and lotsa stuff. This man does reflexology on the feet, cos there's like 67 pressure points. He also does siram and might cocok elsewhere if necessary, but its almost all in the feet.
They're still burning a little btw lol. Its from both the oil he used and the increased circulation.
I need to and want to sleep now.
No salt many clamps
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