What The Hell Does Rant Mean?

Well after a very looonnnggg week, I am back in the saddle. Well with a heating pad in the saddle, but in the saddle nonetheless. I don’t know how I managed it, but I somehow screwed my back up. On Sunday it was rather sore, but when I woke up Monday last week I couldn’t sit or stand without white hot flashes of pain. It was horrible. I ended up staying in bed all week on a heating pad(my only comfort). I finally made it to the doctor’s on Thursday when I could sit up without screaming. All I got was a prescription of muscle relaxers(which have been useless so far) and a doctor’s note to prove to my work that I had indeed injured my back and wasn’t relaxing poolside in a Vegas resort casino with a margarita in hand. That night I finally was able to sleep after four days of being forced to stay awake by Captain Pain In My Back. Which was a good thing. I used five sick days. FIVE!! What an amusing way to spend my last remaining sick time for the year. Plus not only did I break my streak of posting to my blog daily, I missed a whole week. Sorry about that.

So here’s to you and here’s to me. If ever we should disagree, here’s to me.