The neck injury is a roller coaster.
I woke up feeling MUCH better this morning. The drugs were magic. I was turning a corner, and this thing was going to be in the rear view very soon.
But…then the day wore on. I could feel almost immediately after getting out of bed that the deepest pain point, the spot where it just doesn’t feel right or normal…that point was still there. That hadn’t changed. And the muscles slowly, steadily tightened and seized up over the course of the day, and it feels tonight basically exactly how it did last night.
I must be getting slightly better, because my exercises are getting easier to do. No question about that. But whatever it is in my neck, right above the turny part of my neck—you know the one with the bump—a little bit on the left side…some shit went down there. Shit got fucked up. There was a battle. My nerve there lost it. Or bone. Or muscle. Or all three, and now they’re upset.
So…the drugs help. They help the surrounding muscles calm the fuck down, that’s for sure. I can feel that. It’s a relief when those aren’t freaking out so much. But, the actual injury hasn’t healed.
Might need to get some imaging done on it. We’ll see. Maybe see a physical therapist next week. From reading a bit about it, though, even if it is like a bulging disc or something like that, there’s not much to do for it except give it time to heal, which can take…a while.
Sigh.
For the most part, it’s bearable. I can get used to the pain, I think. I can get used to steady routine of drugs and icing and little exercises and limiting the amount of time I stay upright. It’s manageable.
I just hope it gets better.
It will get better.
I hope.