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Sunday, February 19, 2006

Has anyone seen my back?

On Wednesday morning, the day after I got back from my weekly death march...er, I mean business trip to California, I woke up and could not move. My back had officially "Gone Out". Where did it go? Fuck if I know. But it had obviously had enough of my shit, and hopped a plane for points unknown (and if I know my back, it is probably sipping a Guinness somewhere in Ireland right now).

I missed 3 days of work, and am now scheduled for a double epidural steroid injection (a horrifying little outpatient procedure) on this coming Thursday.

And the worst part of it all? All of the stuff piling up at work. I hate feeling so fucking guilty about things that are beyond my control. It's stupid, and it only hurts me. Christ, I sound like a fucking Afterschool Special: "Jege, you're only hurting yourself."

12 Comments:

Anonymous Jurgen Nation said...

It would definitely be an afterschool special if the High School Football King knocked you up and all of your friends deserted you because oh my God, did you hear about Jege? Or if you found drugs in your sister's piggy bank and had to figure out what to tell mom and dad.

Holy shit. I just realized that the Afterschool Specials from the days of yore are now in one place called THE LIFETIME NETWORK. Dayum.

I hope you feel better and that they give you some nice drugs before the epi. I'll be thinking good thoughts for ya.

Sunday, February 19, 2006 at 9:51:00 AM PST

 
Blogger Jege (Jen) said...

Thanks, Stacy. :)

And let this be a lesson to you all: Sports as a young person = owie back in your 30s.

A life of running, soccer, ice hockey & snowboarding is to blame here....along with genetics, I guess (mom tells me I have the same back probs she & grandma did). So kids, don't do sports!! Or the High School Football King, for that matter.

Oh, the humanity.

P.S.-I'm wishing I had some drugs in MY piggybank right about now.

Sunday, February 19, 2006 at 3:03:00 PM PST

 
Blogger eM said...

Hang in there, Jege! pain meds are your friend :)

If it makes you feel any better, I'm still feeling sicky and the only thing I can take is nasty expectorant cough syrup. ugh.

Your idea about sports may be true. I avoided them like the plague until about age 24. It was waaaay cooler to smoke and be a drama queen (er, honor thespian).

Now i technically could run and do stuff, but my gut keeps getting in the way. darned pookettte!

Monday, February 20, 2006 at 4:51:00 AM PST

 
Blogger Dustin said...

wait did someone ask for drugs in a piggbank?

u called?

Monday, February 20, 2006 at 1:44:00 PM PST

 
Blogger Floyd's Lists said...

Floyd laments that he hasn't seen your back. Floyd is too busy looking at your front...

Tuesday, February 21, 2006 at 7:53:00 AM PST

 
Blogger kari said...

afterschool special! funny!

"tonight, on a very special 'blossom.'"

Tuesday, February 21, 2006 at 2:36:00 PM PST

 
Blogger Crystal said...

you lein girls are all laid up at the same time. maybe it's a curse.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 9:49:00 AM PST

 
Blogger Jege (Jen) said...

Good point, Crystal....all you honorary Lein Girlz should watch your step until this whole curse thing blows over. Better think twice about doing that bungee jump, rewiring the house, having unprotected sex with a Haitian national, or eating at Arby's for awhile. Just to be on the safe side.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 11:02:00 AM PST

 
Blogger kari said...

as an honorary lein girl i think i've already been through the wringer this past month.
- wedding called off
- sacked from job
- food poisoning

and i never say "it could be worse," because then it most certainly will be worse.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 1:06:00 PM PST

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I know what you mean, Karicita. I'm positive that if I EVER utter the phrase "It could be worse" I will be immediately crushed by a player piano that fell from the sky.

And yes, I'm absolutely sure it will be a player piano. And it will be playing some happy, tinkly, old west saloon-type tune (or "Pianny" as Homer Simpson would say)up until the time it smashes me into the pavement.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 1:15:00 PM PST

 
Blogger Jege (Jen) said...

And that last comment was by me, Jege, not Anonymous. Blogger is being an asshat today.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 1:16:00 PM PST

 
Blogger eM said...

Oh, and another thing to watch out for -- all you honorary LeinGirlz--The Grand Canyon!

Avoid at all costs. Seriously! Jege broke her foot and I broke my cocyx (tail bone). It's a dangerous place.

Hmm, here's hoping for an early spring and a bout of happiness and ease for the LGs of the world :)
(i type as I just finished working and have to be at the office at 6:10 am tomorrow morn to meet with some work folks and drive 90 minutes to go to a conference all day and give a presentation.)

Hugs to Jege, Karicita, Amycita and all the honorary LGs out there! whatever doesn't kill us just makes us angry and more spiteful and therefore more witty and interesting which is pretty good, right? Right? Right mother-fucker!?!??!?!
hrmm..need sleep.

Wednesday, February 22, 2006 at 6:22:00 PM PST

 

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