My ASS
January 14, 2018
So two weeks ago, I fell on my posterior and hurt my tail bone a bunch. By and large, however, it has slowly been knitting itself back together, the pain diminishing in almost imperceptible amounts over time. Well, that all changed yesterday, because someone dumped a huge load of snow on us with their Weather Dominator, and I had to shovel it all out of the driveway.
I was actually feeling okay before shoveling, but during, and then after, my ass was on fire. It got to the point that it was throbbing madly and painfully, and I could barely walk it was so bad. Naturally, I had to head to the grocery store to pick up a couple of things afterwards, so I was walking through the Kroger looking like I was ninety years old. Which is about how I felt at the time.
The pounding, pulsating pain slowly eased off, leaving me just a whole lot more sore than I had been only that morning, right around the time we left the sto'. However, things were even more amiss than my broken ass, because at least one of the things we purchased seems to have gotten lost between the cash register and the house... and it's not lost in my car.
Mumble grumble.