I sprained my back on Tuesday. It had been hurting for a couple of weeks (k, more like three and a half). I didn't think anything of it until Tuesday. I was on my way to History and tripped up the stairs. Not down, up. I'm so talented.
I stayed in bed Wednesday with a heating pad and Ibuprofen. And today. I'm going to complain now...
First of all, it hurts. Secondly, it's like my mom thinks I'm faking it. Thirdly, what are the odds that I sprain my back the week of my most looked forward to holiday? Halloween is tomorrow, folks. And I might not be able to go.
Grr. I hate this.