Sunday, November 18, 2007

Is this a sign?

Yesterday afternoon, I was folding laundry in my room with Reed toddling around at my feet. Skyler was asleep on the couch (we stopped officially napping her but she usually falls asleep anyway). I decided to go call to Sam from out in the yard (raking) to see if he'd come in while I went to the gym. But his car was gone (taking leaves to the dump) so instead, I scooped up Reed and headed downstairs to switch the laundry.

And then at the top of the steps, my feet went out from under me and I landed flat on my back HARD. Reed was okay, just scared. I was totally frozen for a good 3 minutes before I tried to move. My back felt really messed up, but I managed to get Reed and myself back up the stairs where I could lie on my side until Sam came back. For a few hours, I was not sure I was okay. I could not get a deep breath because my muscles were spasming and though I could walk, I could not pick up anything, most certainly not Reed (I tried). My thoughts were going a mile a minute: back brace? missing work? long-term sub? disability? Aflac? how to care for a 9-month old without being able to lift him? After a few ibuprofen and some time on my back with the heating pad, I decided I did not need to go to the ER, and that I was mostly just sore and achey.

But while I was lying on my bed unable to help with dinner time, everything I have going on this week was running through my head. I was trying to figure out how I would come home from work on Monday with the kids to get the house ready for a 5:30 showing when Sam goes from work to swim practice to his grad class and doesn't get home until 9? I imagined showing the house to prospective buyers while I was flat on my back on the living floor and Reed and Skyler were loose about the house!

Turns out I am fully functional today, still very sore, but I can lift Reed. So, I'll make it through the week. (I need to get better before our Thanksgiving day "turkey trek," a trail run that a friend and I organized that will donate food to a local shelter) But I did have to wonder if someone was trying to tell me something. I guess I just need to slow down.

3 comments:

Tiercy said...

ooowwwww Emilie! I am so glad that you are feeling better. Paige has had problems with her back and I know it hasn't been fun. Good luck with showing your house.

The Pagleys said...

Em,

I hope you are still feeling better. And best of all, I hope you are really heeding the lesson to slow down. When I moved from middle school to high school, I found the pace overwhelming and stressful. So, my back went out. I ended up in the emergency room where it took two shots of demoral and a shot of valium before my spasms subsided to a level that I could tolerate. Please take care of yourself and remember to stop and smell the roses. I will be thinking of you. Have a Happy Thanksgiving.

Kara said...

Happy you are ok! I felt that way when I seperated my pubic bone and could not walk.