Back

Had a visit to the doctor on today. My back has been the cause of much pain since we arrived home from Portland. The pain spread down into my thighs and to the outsides of my knees. After a week's worth of complaining, I heeded Kristin's call and made an appointment with the doctor.

And wow, does my doctor have cool toys.

When I got there, a woman holding a miniture lap top took my weight and blood pressure and keyed it in. She then asked a few questions, typing my responses. She excused herself and the nurse practitioner, with whom I had the appointment, came in with her own mini laptop. She made a note that I prefer to be called by my middle name and started asking me questions, electronically noting what I said.

At first she thought it was a sciatic problem, but after a brief examination concluded that I had sprained my back. "Did you do anything lately that put strain on your back?" After conferring, we determined that lugging eight pieces of luggage around the airport, two five-and-a-half hour flights in coach with a one-year old, and ten nights is strange beds, five of those with a one-year old for company, and picking up the child more than I was accustomed probably wore my back down enough to sprain it.

She swiftly keyed two perscriptions into her computer, asking me which pharmacy I use. The perscriptions were instantaneously faxed, and I was on my way to pick up some anti-inflamatories and muscle relaxants.

Update: I popped the pills before dinner and slept eleven hours Tuesday night. Now that's what the doctor ordered.