I’m in pain.

So yesterday I went for a bike ride in the morning. It was a beautiful day for it, almost 60 degrees with scattered clouds, and I felt so good that I went all the way to Millersville and back, about 30 miles. This isn’t a long ride for me really, but it’s long for this time of year. Anyway, I got home, still feeling great, had a shower, made some french toast for me and Robin, sat down to eat, and noticed a little twinge in my left lower back.

By the time we drove into town for Unitarian Fellowship at 6, my back was just locking up in excruciating spasms every time I shifted position in my seat. I made it through UUF, and we went home, where I took a pain killer and went to bed. This morning it was somewhat better, and I went to the gym and did a lot of stretching and a light stationary bike ride, during which I felt pretty good. Still, when I got to work, sitting at my desk was painful.

I had a chiropractor appointment for Wednesday anyway, so I called up and asked if I could come in today, and they said sure. This, btw, is one of the differences between my chiropractor and my regular physician, who would have been able to fit me in around New Year’s. (And yeah, I’ve seen the research about how ineffective chiropractic is, and all I can say is that my personal experience has been very positive. I’m not a controlled experiment, but after going to the chiropractor I have had big improvements in several joint ailments, so I keep going for such things.)

Anyway, the chiropractor said my left ilium was twisted around out of place. On the way home I had an aha moment about that. On my ride yesterday, I stopped to look at a tiny little private cemetery in back of an old homesite. When I rode up the gravel drive, my front wheel started to skid and I had to get my left foot out of the pedal cleat very suddenly… which you do by twisting the foot … I twisted it very sharply and avoided falling, but it occurs to me that, for an old fart like me, that kind of a sudden twist to the leg would be a good way to wrench a hip joint around. Gotta be careful when you’re a fogey.

Oh, and there were three tombstones in that cemetery. The oldest one was the grave of Ewan W. Robins: January 31, 1837 – June 8, 1906. A small one was so eroded I couldn’t read anything on it. There was also a newer stone with two people’s info on it; obviously a replacement, as one of the two was an infant who was born and died in 1899. That one said at the bottom “They are not dead, but sleepeth.”*

*In case you were wondering, that’s a misuse of the “eth” ending, which is used like “s” on a verb in modern English, in the third person singular only.

4 Responses to “I’m in pain.”

  1. kicking_k says:

    Is it reassuring, or depressing, to find that people have always made these mistakes? I don’t know.

    What really annoys me is misuse of thee and thou in faux-archaic dialogue. Yeah, I know, I’m a pedant.

  2. Allen says:

    Judging by the condition of the stone, this was a fairly recent error — I’d say that replacement stone is no older than the 1950s. Somehow I imagine that in the 19th century, people in this area would have been familiar enough with the King James Bible to have a feeling for the correct usage, even if they didn’t know the rules explicitly.

    But I’m with you in the pedantry department. If you’re going to use archaic English, do it correctly.

  3. Reno says:

    Indeed.

    And sorry to hear about the muscle sproing. I assume your chiropractor gave you some good stretches? I wrenched my SI joint once and after two weeks of non-help from Kaiser finally got the solution from a chiropractor.

  4. Allen says:

    Yeah, he gave me a great set of stretches, and I’ve been doing them religiously. Feeling quite a bit better this evening, actually.

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