"A Pain In The..."....March 19, 2000

"A Pain In The..."....March 19, 2000

Two Before Midnight...

.....and I shall consciously martyr myself by stating that I am finding it most dreadful to sit and write this evening; were I not as fervidly passionate about writing as I am, I would probably have already taken to my bed.

And just what is making writing an entry so arduous this evening?

My lower back is fucking killing me, and while I normally do not employ expletives in such a public forum, I offer no apology. Let it stand as testimony as to the degree of pain I am in.

I have narrowed the source of my lower back problem down to two probable causes: sleeping on the couch, and the driver's seat of my car.

No, I have not been in the proverbial dog house lately. On the contrary, my sleeping on the couch is purely of my own volition in an attempt to support The Goddess is trying to cope with sleep disorders. When Herself doesn't sleep, ain't no one gonna get any sleep, especially if he is sharing the same sleeping space.

I deeply sympathize with my beloved, however. I know the feeling of perpetual sleeplessness: feeling drowsy all the time, having no energy, posessing a marked lack of will or desire to do anything, even live. It has brought me to tears on more than one occasion. Thankfully, I do not have chronic periods of insomnia.

The Goddess does, most likely as a result of having to work night shifts for so long. Nevertheless, she also has restless leg syndrome, sleep apnia, and a snore that I am surprised has not brought ships down the river across from us to port. After a night of "sleep" like this, there are usually no covers left on the bed, she wakes up in some variation of a cramped position, and feels as though she had never gone to bed to begin with.

I will not even get into the consequences for me if I spent the night with her.

She had been to one sleep clinic just before moving home, and is most likely going to have to go again, according to her doctor. In the meantime, she has been prescribed a sleeping pill which she just started taking a couple days ago. Since then, I have been sleeping on the couch in the hopes that she can experience a good, long, refreshing, rejuvenating night's sleep for the first time in months.

And so that I can, too.

But it is killing my back.

Which is why we are purchasing a king size waterbed.

As for my car, let me start by saying that it now has over 220 000 kilometres on it, which converts into 136,620 miles.

That is a lot of driving, especially in light of the fact that I have only had the car for just over four years.

While the seats in my car are contoured, the padding in them is not meant to last to infinity and beyond. At the lower back section of my seat, the padding has worn away, leaving a metal rod going across from left to right just under the upholstry. It is ever present, and juts into my lower back constantly. It does not help that our roads are not in the best condition, causing my back to be pushed into the rod perpetually.

It is killing my back. Every time I drive, which is all the time, I leave the car with an ache in my back that is now not subsiding without a good long lay down and a great many tylenol ones. I am worried that it may cause permanent damage lest I not do something about the seat expeditiously.

I know, you are probably asking yourself just why I have not done something about this sooner. Well, this would require funds, a commodity that The Goddess and I are trying to dispense conscientiously in an effort to get our finances under control. To this point, trying to fix the seat has not seemed that much of a priority. Even if it was, we have just not had money expendable.

Given the state of my back, however, I think we will be trying to find the funds quickly, at least enough to buy a bus pass. Make that two bus passes, one for me, and one for my clients. I will tell them it is a lesson in life skills....

....Blessed Be...