So, I like to think I’m She-Hulk sometimes. And, I learned yesterday that I am not.
At some point in the past few days (which has included a lot of lifting and moving of things and what not) I sprained my hip. Now, the sprain is minor but still OMG Painful. The day before yesterday, I started having a dull ache around my right hip, which just felt like a little cramp so I ignored it. By the evening it felt a bit more crampy, so I decided to try and stretch to see if it would help and all it did was make it worse.
By yesterday morning, I was in a lot of pain. I went to sit down and immediately had to stand back up because the pain was so bad from sitting. I had to call my doctor. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong, but a 28 year old with a random hip pain was worrisome.
So I saw my doctor (well her partner; I’ve been with the same practice since I was 8, they all know me) and felt around, checked for hernia, bursitis, tendonitis, swelling, organ involvement. He also saw me wince in pain as I sat on the exam table. He’s like, “you moved things you shouldn’t have, didn’t you? Don’t you have someone at home that can do that for you?”
I CAN DO IT MYSELF, DANGIT!
But, I apparently, I really over did it. The sprain isn’t major, but I am rocking a heating pad for about a week or so. Devon’s getting a nice giggle out of my “old lady hip”, as he’s so lovingly calling it. Butthead. It’s okay, he’s on feeding Maya, dishwasher and bending duty until further notice. Because I can’t/shouldn’t bend, so he can do all the bending for me. 🙂
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to pack up my heating pad and my ibuprofen and go to work. And I do not carry an old lady purse.
Never a dull moment.