I don't remember the actual name of the muscle relaxer I have - cyco-something I think. The bottle is in the other room and I'm NOT moving to go find it.

The Vicodin is dulling the pain and so far my brain isn't suffering.

Once work is done, I'm kinda at a loss on what to do about this. I think Kelly is still planning on coming over this afternoon to try her PT skills. Even if I go to the doc, I'm not sure what she can do other than prescribe more/different drugs. I'm pretty sure if my hip was out of joint, I wouldn't be able to move at all.

I don't remember the actual name of the muscle relaxer I have - cyco-something I think.

Cyclobenzaprine? Generic for Flexiril.

And, I'm totally with you on the heating pad caution. I have fallen asleep on one, entirely too many times. Can't somebody make one with a timer?

They do; matter of fact, I thought that was the default. I know when I wanted one without a timer, I had to search, and pay through the nose for it.

Wow, growth spurt coming, huh, sj?

Have nothing helpful to add to the pain talk, except to send hopeful vibes that you all get relief soon. And now I want to add my whine that my chiro just moved his office to someplace that I can pretty much not get to during his office hours (without taking time off work), which is a huge bummer because it took a long time to find one I really like.

edited because I didn't proof before hitting "post", apparently.

Cyclobenzaprine? Generic for Flexiril.

That is it. And I like my Vicodin very much. The fact that I can still brain is kinda amazing. Usually it puts me to sleep.

Self-improvement is scary. I bought a set of bicyle-ish pedals that I can use when sitting in a chair. The box arrived last week, I just opened it last night. I scolded myself for taking so long to open it, then countered myself with "I could have left them in the box, this is progress, back off, brain." Now that they're out and I can see them, my "Oooh, new toy" self will want to play with them.

Also, I just did a bunch of research on Imposter Syndrome, and I had a moment of "Hello, thing hiding behind the anxiety, you do have a name." When you have a thing's name you have power over it. Just as well I'm going on vacation next week, I'll have time for staring at the inside of my brain and corralling the skittering creatures into a manageable place.

Told my therapist today that I had shared what he said about spirals and that it had been helpful to some. I joked that he was helping people he hadn't met and he did this goofy fist pump and declared "because I'm badass". It was rather dorky.

Also went for allergy testing . I'm allergic to dust mites , trees, cats and dogs. The doctor told me about my options and I asked what if I didn't do anything since I don't seem to notice a problem. He had this look and said "your nose is raw inside" I guess my used it. So allergy mattress and pillow covers soon with zyrtec and 2 nasal sprays are now part of my life.

I'm headed to see my doc. I'm glad I have my good crutches from my foot surgery a couple of years ago. The pain Judy Kris getting worse... with the muscle relaxant, Vicodin, and ibuprofen. Ugh.

I'm so sorry you're hurting, Suzi. I hope the doctor can do something to fix it.

Dorky!doc sounds nice, askye.

In me news, I hate my boss, I hate my job, I haven't heard back about a second interview with the place where I interviewed last week, and I'm very much sunk in "I'm going to be working retail for shit pay for the rest of my life" mode.

Send cake.

Quick pain relief wishes for Suzi, and cake with a side order of job response for Amy.

Shoves an entire cake through the interwebs to Amy.