It comes at moments I least expect, gripping, delibitating pain, and I go into a fit of squeals and axxiety I have not known since childbirth! I wonder to myself if this is something really serious? Or is it just a case of me getting old? Or is it the family genetics finally catching up with me?
Whatever, I don't know and I won't know until I get checked out by a medical professional. Truthfully, I am a bit scared because I don't want to hear that anything is seriously wrong with me. I'm too young for serious illness! Yes, I know it doesn't matter how old you are, when you're sick or seriously ill, it is just your burden, your destiny.
I've been keeping a walking cane close at hand, it's my crutch, my reassurance that if I can't move, that will be my support. I hate not knowing, so I will make that appointment tomorrow and see where it takes me.
Aside from this pain issue, my workout is going well. Well, if you can call only exercing for one day last week, yesterday, going well! But it is, because at weigh-in last week, I've lost another 1.6 lbs. I think I'm down my 20 lbs now! I see it, I feel it, but my success is being overshadowed by the pain. I don't know if I created this, although, I don't think so. Because this is a condition that has bothered me from time to time throughout my life, and something I never worried about until now. I guess because I'm much older now. Getting old makes you more aware of how much or how little time you might have left, gets you thinking all kinds of thoughts!