I'm floating around today on Valium. Not for any of my lupus symptoms, but because I've had the grandmother of all muscle spasms in my lower back. Don't know what caused it, except maybe two weeks ago, as I was driving in a funeral procession, headlights on, in line with many other cars, some idiot failed to see that we were a funeral procession, and since she had the green light, she shot on out of the intersection. I missed her by mere inches.
That must have been what set me up for the muscle spasms that started about a week later. I finally went to the doctor and told her "Childbirth didn't hurt any worse than this." She asked me to lay down on the exam table and turn toward her. I bawled and squalled, and she handed me a prescription for -- of all things -- Valium.
It will make you sleepy, she said. And she was so right. I do sleep better now, and I can get up and do things in the morning without feeling too dopey, but in the late afternoon, I'm not worth shooting. Wanna sleep, I whine. So I do. My cat doesn't care. In fact, she sleeps with me. Or on me. On the couch with the tv on, something I really wanted to watch, and an hour later I realize I've missed it.
Oh, well. The thing I'm grateful for is that it's not lupus related. You know, after living with this disease for a number of years, you kind of wonder about every little thing being caused by lupus. But you can get a cold, or a stomach ache, or even develop muscle spasms without it being connected to lupus. Or anything else for that matter.
So that's my story for the day. Two more days to go on the Valium and then maybe I'll be coherent. Coherent or not, I'd also like to be rid of the back spasms.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
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