Divine Intervention

Sunday came and went and now it was Monday morning. I went to babysit Mouse and Dylan who happen to be the best behaved kids ever and I was so happy that all they wanted to do was build legos and play Super Mario kart on the Wii. That meant that I could just sit for most of the time. I was also grateful that Mary Jane and Jason had taken the day off so they were also around which meant if anything happened and I couldn't help at least there were two other adults there. I found this comforting because by Monday morning my legs were not only still tingling but felt as though they had casts of cement on them. I could walk, but it was very slooooow and I had a hard time walking uphill or upstairs. Once I left Angie's, I went home to get ready for work. Remember that three-story condo that I was excited to have all to myself on Friday? Well three-stories is hard to conquer when you feel like you have cement logs for legs. I found myself using all the strength I had in my arms to pull my lower body up each stair. I thought about crawling but decided I probably couldn't get myself back up to standing.I started having trouble with the stairs the previous day when I attempted to carry groceries up them and nearly fell over. I thought about calling in sick to work but could not think of exactly what to tell them because I had no idea at this point. So I went to work and thanked the good Lord that I found a parking space right in front of the building which, trust me, truly is a miracle. I thought "God help me if a car whips around that corner because my reaction time is slim to none." As I walked in, or rather, as I ambled in, my boss, Dr. Smith, who rarely says two words to me, took notice of my gait. He asked me a few questions about it, decided that it had something to do with my piraformis (google that one) and gave me a card to see his acupuncturist right away. WHen I walked into the vision therapy room where I work, everyone took notice right away. For some reason I was surprised that people noticed but I must have been in great denial :-)
So long story short I was glad I went to work on that Monday because not only did I get great TLC, another number for an acupuncturist, and a head and neck massage, I also was able to present myself without having to explain anything, which is a good thing because I ended up in the ER the very next day. For the record, at this point I still thought I had a pinched nerve, a migraine, and now a piraformis predicament (thanks to Dr. Smith) and so decided that Tuesday morning I would try an make an appointment with either a chiropractor, acupuncturist or massage therapist to, you know, work out all the kinks :-)
Tuesday morning, however, turned out to be quite a different experience....