No More Sitting Around As Much As I Do

Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don’t feel I should be doing something else. -Gloria Steinem

I relate to Gloria’s quote. Unfortunately, writing requires me to sit. All this talk about birthdays and being young or being old, seems to have backfired on me, and right into my middle back. It hurts to breathe.

Yesterday, I woke up in excruciating pain. I yelped and moaned like a dying animal. I tried to get dressed and collapsed to the floor, helpless.

I dialed my downstairs neighbor/landlady/future sister-in-law and told her what was going on. I tried to laugh about it, make it seem funny, but my laughter quickly turned into sobs as I laid there on the floor, pants halfway up one leg. I felt so sorry for myself.

In the midst of my crying to her on the phone, she had hung up and run up the stairs and entered in through the back. I was so embarrassed to be seen this way, and adrenaline got me up and hobbling for a shirt.

Bill came home from work to help me. I felt bad for Bill, having to drag me all over the place like a big heavy towel, but honestly, what would I have done if he wasn’t here in my life? The rest of my day, I dipped in and out of a hot bath and tried to remain still and comfortable. It’s hard to be comfortable when it feels like someone has just kneeed you in the spine and is pressing on it. Every time I moved even a little, my whole abdomen contracted and spasmed.

The pain however, did not diminish my appetite. I was starving. Bill brought me Hawaiian food from ONO down the street. I ate sideways in bed and watched many episodes of Magnum P.I. on

I was impossible fall asleep, the pain was too terrible. Bill tried to massage me, but it hurt too bad.

The last thing I remember about yesterday is him saying, “I have an idea,” and he held my feet. I was waiting for him to act on his idea. I imagined he was going to find a wooden plank to stretch me out on, but he just sat there, still, at the end of the bed, my feet in hands, until I fell asleep.

When I would ask him the next morning what his idea was, he told me he held my feet to try to draw my attention from my back so I could sleep, which worked.

I woke up scared to move again. Bill was dressed and about to leave. I begged him not to go. I was scared to be alone this way. I moved, and found the pain was still there, clutching into my back and stomach. I screamed. He called his client and told him he would work from home and took me to see Dr. Sara.

I was apprehensive, since the pain was so bad, but Dr. Sara muscled her way in and cracked things I didn’t even know could be cracked. Dr. Sara asked me what, if anything, I had been doing differently. I thought. The only thing I’ve been doing differently is I’ve been writing and reading more. That’s all. I’ve gone back to school.

The diagnosis was that I’ve been sitting too much. My body isn’t used to that and is freaking out.

She relayed a story about her first year in chiropractic school. She ended up not being able to move the whole right side of her body, she was trying so hard to take in so much information. She said she finished off her first semester laying on one side, trying to read her texts.

I asked her what to do. There’s no way I can get out of reading and writing while I am in school.

She suggested taking many breaks, stretching and sitting at the edge of my chair.

I walked out of her office a new woman. She told me it wasn’t over yet, so I’ll return for treatments until I’m back to normal. At least I can walk now.

I have a question for you readers today. I know I’ve been putting a lot out there to read. I do it because I enjoy it. I want to survey how much is too much and how much is too little.

I don’t want to collapse while putting my pants on again, so I’m going to take advantage of the spring/summer weather and celebrate my youthful body and MOVE much more often than I have over the past 5 months. My question for you is: how often do you suggest I post? 

Do you find the amount that I’m posting overwhelming at all? Or is it just right.

Let me know what you think, if anything. I’ll tally the surveys up next week and make some decisions about where to go with this whole blogging business from there.

Just so you know, I do appreciate everyone’s encouragement and support with this blog. It really means a lot to me, so thank you.


You’re answer won’t influence me sit like a potato to keep writing new posts. I know now that bodies are not meant to be like potatoes. I’d just like a little glimpse into what you all are thinking.

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7 Responses to No More Sitting Around As Much As I Do

  1. Jackie says:

    I don’t want to hurt you, Anna, but I want you to post everyday! I’m always excited to see a new post and read it right away. I love your writing.

    We have a writer here, Jay, who, when he accepted the position, did so only if we provided him with a podium so he could work while standing. “What a diva!”, I thought to myself. I don’t feel that way anymore! I think he’s one of the smartest people here. You could use a podium with your laptop. I, on the other hand, would have a bit of a struggle with this big ol’ iMac.

    • Hi Jackie, you’re so good to me, how much is Jesus paying you again? I’m searching Craigslist for a podium tonight. It will be funny, my desk stares out the front of the house and I always feel like I’m on neighborhood watch. When I get the podium, it will be like I’m getting ready to do a power point presentation for the neighborhood:)

  2. cwab says:

    I say write as often as you are particularly inspired. If that is every day, then lucky you and you will have to find some other way to limit yourself. For that it ends up being about every 7-10 days that I have enough time to write about what inspired me the most.

    I also just ordered a hammock for myself. It won’t arrive for a few more days but it is one that you can pop open and use it inside.

    I have lots of reading to do and more laptop work so I thought I trying to work while straightening my legs is worth a shot. I love Jackie’s idea about a podium or tall table too.

    • Sweet buy, did you get it yet? You’ll have to let us know how it works for you. You know, my brother bought a hospital bed when he was in his master’s program and it came with one of those wheelie trays that hovers over and he would type and study there. I judged him as a lazy for never leaving his bed. I thought it was kind of sick, but I take that all back now.

      • cwab says:

        It arrives this week. I will post about it.

        Another thing that has helped me with my back ( I too have been having a bit of trouble) is fish oil. Nordic Naturals makes an Omega 3 fish oil, free of toxins based on independent lab testing. It is the only one that both my doc & chiro both recommend. It also came up as #1 choice by a Consumer Report type company that reviews supplements. You can get a lemon flavor so no fish burps of aftertaste.

        Omega 3 is a natural anti-inflammatory. My chiro said to stop taking Ibuprofen and increase the fish oil to 2 caps twice a day and I will get better results without the stomach and liver side effects. I doubted her, but she was right. Just get Omega 3….Omega 6 is actually and inflammatory and you get plenty in your diet anyway. Worth asking your doc/chiro about it anyway to see if it might help you.

  3. Colleen Kaupla says:

    I’m sorry you experienced such pain. When your body fails you, it is awful. But your Billy is sure sweet to you. Lucky.
    When I hurt my back a couple of years ago, a chiropractor really helped. But a physical therapist helped even more, since she gave me the stretches and exercises that I needed to do to elongate my hamstrings. Turned out that all the physical stuff I had been doing made me stronger, but not flexible.
    I wish you good health soon. Write when you can, but don’t make it such a commitment that you don’t take time for yourself.

    • Thanks Colleen. Dr. Sara gave me some stretches, but today when I did them, it backfired. I felt healed up until this morning. I’m going to have to go back tomorrow. I’ve always meant to work on my flexibility and I’ve never been able to easily touch my toes. This back thing is a big sign that I have to start taking better care of myself. I knew my body wanted me to move more all semester, and my brain just wanted to stay seated and get it done so I could spend time without the burden of anything else in my inbox. I’m going to have to live with the fact that there’s always going to be something that needs to get done, and learn to let it go and be at peace with that…

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