March 21, 2008

I feel bad about my (stiff) neck

I knew something was wrong the moment I opened my eyes.

So it's in that moment that you decide to move with purpose, inch by regrettable inch until you know the source of the issue. But I didn't get too far. I thought I was paralyzed. My neck hurt with that ache you know that doesn't go away for at least two days.

I slept on it "wrong". But I really shouldn't be blaming my sleeping position at all. I should be blaming it on the replacement pillow on my bed at home in Pa. The pillow itself is one of my dad's. The stuffing, literally, feels like cotton balls wadded together and flattened.

I'd debated packing one of my stellar K-Mart pillows (excellent stuffing a la jailbird M. Stewart), but decided against it because I thought I could bear the lumpy pillow for five short days. But I was very wrong.

As it was this morning, I could move my head from a forward position and then right, but to the left seemed a lost cause. This is such a hazard, especially when you're coming home from a three month Pennsylvania hiatus. People want to see you well. They want to know that you're thriving and okay back in the home atmosphere. They don't want to hear you whining that you can't look left without a severe pain in the neck.

I thought today numerous times about Nora Ephron's book entitled, I Feel Bad About My Neck. I do feel bad about my neck, primarily because at lunch today I couldn't look my mother in the eye without completely -- and awkwardly -- turning my entire torso toward her. I probably looked like a robot in conversation.

But after sleeping some this afternoon with a lovely heating pad and some muscle rub, I'm managing. I just hope it's gone by Tuesday. Friends and family will excuse my odd gesturing, but interview subjects may not be as forgiving.

Posted by Amanda Cochran at March 21, 2008 5:26 PM | TrackBack
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With all the excitement you've been experiencing in NYC, it sure seems odd that you ended up injured by your own bed.

Posted by: Dennis G. Jerz at March 22, 2008 4:08 PM
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