Injury = Productivity?

2014-11-01 Truth-Antahkarana

Celebrate, y’all!  It’s November!  October is OVAH!  But not before I managed to tweak my back again.  Get this:

I was feeling pretty good.  Cocky, even.  I’m a freaking psychic, I *know* how to heal my body.  I was feeling strong, healthy, and ambitious!

I got home on Thursday night, a little distracted by the things I was wanting to do this weekend.  I noticed the toilet bowl was empty of water, so I flushed it without thinking…  and the water started to back up.

Horrifyingly dark water, rising rapidly!

I snatched for the plunger and *EEERK*!  Ah, no!  Not my back!  Not now!

Yes, now.

All I could do was sit on the bathroom floor, breathing through the muscle spasm, trying not to do anything that would make it worse, helpless to do ANYTHING about the smelly, swirling vortex rising relentlessly in the toilet bowl.  Dear god, I thought, please don’t let it overflow.  I knew I couldn’t get out of the way if it did.

It didn’t.

So I just took it easy yesterday, spending most of the day installed on a heating pad with muscle relaxants and anti-inflammatories coursing through my bloodstream… and I’ll tell you, I got so much done!

I finally got my booking system on to an online system.  This has already improved the process monumentally – instead of playing email tag with clients for days or weeks to figure out a date and collect payment, this new system does it all for me!  I woke up this morning and two people had booked themselves appointments and paid for them.

Hallelujah!  I may be able to double the number of weekly readings I can manage with all the time I’m saving with this billing system and having a cleaner.

And that makes me very, very happy.  Maybe this is why I hurt my back this month.

 

 

 

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I was supposed to be going to a remote medical outpost tomorrow to help them organize their supplies.

Instead I threw my back out.

Louise Hay created a chart of common ailments and possible energetic causes, and I’ve found this to be true for a majority of illnesses and injuries that hit me out of nowhere.

Here is a list compiled by another awesome blogger.

Yesterday I got to work and immediately tweaked my back. Let me say, if you’re going to injure yourself, the best possible scenario is to get hurt when you’re already at a hospital.

My perceptive nurse friend suggested, “you know, sometimes people try to put their pain behind them. Sometimes it’s easier to deal with physical pain than emotional pain.”

Check out the back chart:

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I have all three of those things going on.

Within fifteen minutes my doc had ordered some morphine, along with muscle relaxants and anti-inflammatories. Now, I know I enjoy opioids, so I declined the injection of morphine.

I just don’t want to risk becoming a person who goes “I tweaked my back, AWESOME! Morphine time!”

I’ve seen this happen, so I figure if I can cope with the pain, I’d rather do that.

Thirty minutes later I accepted a single morphine tablet.

It’s interesting what happened after I took it: all emotional pain stopped.

Pain can become this background presence you just ignore and almost forget it’s there. It just becomes normal.

I remember when I was a teenager and experiencing (as yet undiagnosed) depression, I realized I was reaching for Tylenol when I didn’t actually have a headache. It took me a moment to realize the pain I was medicating was emotional.

It was a surprise today to feel the opiates lift me out of this heaviness and worry.

I can really understand why people get addicted to this.

Okay body, message received.