Monday, May 21, 2012

Stupid Back

My back, never terribly cooperative at the best of times, has been giving me grief all week.  I took to my bed with ice packs and muscle relaxants, hounded my chiropractor, prayed to the Psychic Friends - nothing helped.  Then this morning I dragged my sorry ass of to a "late brunch" (which is code for drinks and vicodin) with Secret Agent Fred and several friends and now, many hours later, I feel ever so much better.   Maybe it was the pizza.

A graphic representation of my backache this week:
Ick.

Much better.

Worthless.

Much better.

12 comments:

  1. I'll get Miss Cleo right on this.

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  2. You're looking really, really, really better!

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  3. Yikes. You better be careful, take care of yourself...or your back is going to be Maya Angelou soon.

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  4. Can Saki knead the tension out of you muscles with his/her pads?

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    1. All cats make a dedicated effort at being worthless. It's in their genes.

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  5. Aww...Poor Peenee. Lay down and keep your legs elevated. As usual.

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  6. Just when we are in need of support... our backs seem to decide to leave the equation... I've been experiencing similar difficulties of late... I feel your pain peenee...
    Can I get a double vicodin with my coffee?

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  7. While I am *completely* sympathetic, having back issues myself, I've got to say that I find the labels for this post a rather odd group. Love ya. Mean it.

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    1. It is an odd cloud, isn't it, and yet they'e all there in the story. Goes to show something. I'm just not sure what.

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  8. i'll have you know i have that orange
    gown and it looks damn good on me.

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  9. it looks better on the floor norma, don't u lie to mr peenee

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  10. Don't make me come in there and separate you two. Norma gets it on even numbered nights, Kabuki on odd ones, and Ms Rashad on major Jewish holidays

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