Not to hog the injury spotlight, I should also mention that Z pulled her back out of whack over the weekend, as well. But, once again, she had no business bending over to pick up that grocery bag...even if it was an empty grocery bag.
But the sliver lining is I was reminded of this little ditty from a few years back, so to speak, and thought I would take it out for another spin around the block...seeing as neither of us will be seeing the other side of the block for a few days, ourselves....
From May 21, 2012:
Z threw out her back on Saturday.
Yep…just got tired of it and put it out in the garage with the rest of the trash.
I told her that maybe she should have waited until she got the new one before throwing out the old one…but nope…out it went.
Actually, all kidding aside, she really did do something to her back.
I’ve been warning her to be more careful. Not to take all those risky chances she's so fond of; but she doesn’t listen. She just plows ahead and does crazy things like picking up that bottle of Clorox in the grocery store.
So now someone's paying the price.
But I guess it could be worse.
I mean she could be screaming and moaning A LOT more than she is.
Which would be even more annoying.
So I’m dealing….