I had one comment on my last blog but I got a few by email. I don't intend to argue the point because what I write is my opinion and what you write is your opinion but I thank those who took the time make a comment.
I do read the comments and sometimes I read things which make me re look at what I have written.
But, so far, nothing has made me change my views
My week!
Anyway I was out the front of my unit watering the new trees that my landlord had planted for me (I told him that I would water them) when I felt that terrible "twinge" down the right side of my back.
Well I won't say that I wasn't a little concerned because I was. And by Friday I'd decided that I needed to see a Dr. Well I couldn't see any around my area so I grabbed my hat and decided to walk to my Dr. in Salisbury, after all it's only one bus stop to Salisbury. By the time I got there I could hardly walk and the spasms in my back were really strong and frequent. Some one said to me later that that's what labour is like and I wondered why a political party would have spasms in the back. I'll have to think about that later.
The Dr.sent me to have my back xrayed at Bensons (No not the cigarette company) Come on people concentrate, focus ok?
I was led into a little cubicle where I was told to take off all my clothes but I could leave my underwear on. Have you noticed that one always has to take ones clothes off no matter what one is having x rayed? I wonder if Michalangelo told his clients to take all their clothes off because he couldn't see what he was painting? Mmm that's not a bad line is it? Anyway they had those white gowns that only a contortionist is able to tie up provided they don't have spasms in the lower back. There was a sign in the cubical which, by the way, had suddenly got a lot smaller, and the sign said remove all jewelry, watches, keys etc.. Well now I got my jewelery off but then I reread the notice and it said DO NOT leave valuables in the cubicle. So leaving them in my trouser pocket meant carrying my trousers with me. So I thought Ok, do not leave the valuables in the cubical, where then was I to leave the valuables? l asked the x-ray operator she said you need to bring them with you . How? How does one, with a back going into never ending spasms, try to hold jewelery, a watch and various coins and paper money and walk into a room in front of a girl who is younger than my daughter and try to look dignified. How does one hold the gaping back of the "gown" together while using both hands to hold all your worldly goods. Those gowns are designed to fall open while one is holding them together with two hands. Or whenever one is bending over or in some other position which one doesn't want to be seen in. Well I got into the x ray room. Dumped all my valuable on to the x ray table, removed my glasses and put them with my valuables on the end of the x ray table right where my feet could kick them into kingdom come when another spasm caused my body to straighten out. You see they tell you not to leave them but they don't give you anywhere to put them when you are laying almost naked on a cold stainless steel table. Why can't they have a table in the room where all our worldly goods can be placed.
I now know what it's like to be a corpse just before the Goroner starts his/her work. The x ray table is just a cold stainless steel slab with little grooves on it, I think the grooves are where the body fluids drain away when the Coroner is doing his / her Coroner work thingy.
Then the torture starts. Why is it that the part that hurts the most or the position which is most likely to start another spasm, is the position they want you to hold the most? And why is it that the only film that they can't get a good picture of is the position which causes the most discomfort?
The x ray operator was very understanding she got all the pictures she needed and then she told me that I could get dressed. Well I didn't think about that did I? I'm in a very tiny box about 1 foot by 1 foot and about 5 foot high, I'm not exaggerating. It had shrunk since I was in there last. that was about 15 minutes before. I had my valuables with me and I found that I was unable to manouver my body without a spasm taking me by surprise and straightening me out thus jamming me in to a corner. Eventually I was able to get dressed.
Then I realized I still had my shoes to put on.
I'm going to make a bold statement at this point I don't believe that it is possible to put on a firmly fitting shoe with one hand while your back is constantly trying to straighten your body out. I say again "It's impossible".
Every time I had the shoe in the right position, my body flipped it off my foot and dumped it into an inaccessible space in the 1 foot square room.
But all good thing need to come to an end and I eventually got my shoes on. But the powers that rule the X-ray cubicles had not finished with me yet. You see I couldn't do up my laces on my snuggly fitting sneakers so, I had to swallow what little pride I had left at that time and I had to call on the nice lady who was younger than my daughter and she did my laces up like I was a little schoolboy who hadn't learned to do his shoe laces up.
But I'm not going to bore you anymore. My back is still bad. I'm still getting straightened out every now and then.
And it's painful
I can now empathize with those who suffer from chronic back pain.
See ya
Terry
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