Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Back that pad up

I've known for a while that I'm losing my memory, but today I managed to lose a back heating pad. It was one of those square, last-for-12-hour heating pads for your back. And now it's somewhere between northern Virginia and D.C.

I've often heard and read about pregnant women with bad backs and honestly just thought I was really lucky. Then on Monday afternoon it hit. My lower back (pretty much straight across the top of my butt) is in constant pain. Any transition movement (sitting to standing, standing to sitting, etc.) caused extreme pain. Even coughing, sneezing and going to the bathroom hurt.

And I was by myself. Only the cats were there to soothe me. Bob is out of town at a conference. I tried laying in many different positions -- on my back, on my left side, on my right side, with a pillow between my legs, with a pillow at my back, you get the picture. Then, I finally called him to tell him exactly how much pain I was in. It's not like he's a back pain expert. He had no idea what to tell me to do, except ask the doctor.

Which is exactly what I did on Tuesday morning -- I'm so lucky I had an appointment scheduled. She told me that it was completely normal and would, in fact, even plague me for a while after Little Elvis is born. She gave me some exercises to do and told me that using heating pads on my back was perfectly fine (as is muscle rub by the way!)

I did my exercises and wore my heating pad under my back belt as soon as I got home. All day yesterday, my heating pad kept slipping off. I found it in the bed, on the couch, in the back of my pants (they were baggy.)

Still, it didn't occur to me that it might come off during my commute to work today. Somehow it did though. And I can't for the life of me imagine where it ended up. Is it on the Metro seat where I sat this morning? But how can that be? My coat is really long and it should have stuck to the coat over the seat.

Did it stick to my coat and end up somewhere along the Metro platform? Or did it make it out of the Metro station and fall off while I was walking to work? Or is it on the elevator I rode up to my floor?

It's a white square, maybe 4 inches x 4 inches. It would be eyecatching if it dropped from the bottom of my coat.

That leads me to my final question. Did anyone see my little white square of a back heating device fall off during my commute? I certainly don't blame them for not telling me. But I can only imagine what someone would think about a woman waddling down the road dropping white squares out of the back of her coat. Maybe I'm the McDonald's chicken people used to ask about. (Remember the old how does McDonald's find chickens that lay square eggs?)


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