My Injury: No turning back
Just before Chinese New Year (3 days to be exact) I was playing badminton with Celest and I ended up spraining my back really bad. Honestly, it was the most pain that I ever remembered being in.
Ok, let me tell the truth. The sprain didn't happen when I was twisting for a back-hand shot, nor jumping for a smash. It didn't even happen when I was serving. I was just picking up the shuttlecock. Happy now? Bottom-line, when you don't warm up properly and jump around like a 20-year-old (when you're actually in your late 40s), things are bound to happen.
For the next 2 and a half days, I was stuck at home, screaming in pain each time I turned, moved my arms, tried to get out of bed, lifted my knee, sneezed... The spasms that pieced through my lower back, lasting around 5 seconds each, sent shockwaves shooting through my spinal cord out through the rest of me caused me to shudder in absolute torture, grimacing, regretting moving. I would quickly, but as delicately as possible, begin looking for a new position to hide in, trying to prevent the inevitable next surge from building up, which never worked.
The worst was when I was (trying to) sleeping at night - an activity you would think would be the least uncomfortable and easiest to endure. You see, when my back got into a position for too long (e.g. more than 30 mins), it seemed to stiffen and harden into a slab of an unbendable and immovable piece of useless fibre, which would produce lightning bolts of what seemed like megavolts of electricity with just a little twitch. I would lay there for long minutes wondering how I would get up to the washroom without sounding like a screaming banshee trying to haunt the neighbourhood. In the end, I had no choice and my groans of pain sounded like that of a corpse trying to emerge from his pain, rotten aching bones and all.
I'm glad to say that I managed to do the traditional Chinese New Year visiting (in some discomfort), started walking normally again after about a week and as of now, am hitting (not literally, that would hurt all over again) the gym again and lifting some weights. Thanks for your well-wishes, I'm back!
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| Joking about the possibility of me spraining my back, 10 mins before it happened! |
For the next 2 and a half days, I was stuck at home, screaming in pain each time I turned, moved my arms, tried to get out of bed, lifted my knee, sneezed... The spasms that pieced through my lower back, lasting around 5 seconds each, sent shockwaves shooting through my spinal cord out through the rest of me caused me to shudder in absolute torture, grimacing, regretting moving. I would quickly, but as delicately as possible, begin looking for a new position to hide in, trying to prevent the inevitable next surge from building up, which never worked.
The worst was when I was (trying to) sleeping at night - an activity you would think would be the least uncomfortable and easiest to endure. You see, when my back got into a position for too long (e.g. more than 30 mins), it seemed to stiffen and harden into a slab of an unbendable and immovable piece of useless fibre, which would produce lightning bolts of what seemed like megavolts of electricity with just a little twitch. I would lay there for long minutes wondering how I would get up to the washroom without sounding like a screaming banshee trying to haunt the neighbourhood. In the end, I had no choice and my groans of pain sounded like that of a corpse trying to emerge from his pain, rotten aching bones and all.
I'm glad to say that I managed to do the traditional Chinese New Year visiting (in some discomfort), started walking normally again after about a week and as of now, am hitting (not literally, that would hurt all over again) the gym again and lifting some weights. Thanks for your well-wishes, I'm back!