Mu head feels like it is in two places at once. They gave me an anti-anxiety med for my back pain, which is supposed to work ad a muscle relaxer. I don’t know if it is helping my back at all, but here is the thing… (hello, thing)… it slows down the message pulses that your brain sends to your body. I tired to turn my body while doing some simple task. My brain told my body to stop when it was facing the way I wanted to be facing, but my body didn’t get the message right away. I was turned past where I had wanted to stop turning. This means that, if you lean over, you might keep going.
Here is one other thing about this drug. I feel slightly nauseous all the time. Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but an anti-anxiety med that makes you feel barfy is counterproductive. Nothing induces anxiety like the feeling that you might blow chunks at any moment.
But my back does feel a little better, even though this is the worst drug combination ever. The heat pads are doing most of the work. That and time. I mean, it isn’t even an enjoyable high, like most good pain meds are. So, there you go.
Pouring My Art Out 
Try to stick with the heating pads as much as possible. I know back pain very well. I use a combination of heating pads, ice packs, Ben-Gay and stretching. Since I’m often sitting at my desk, I make a point to stand and rotate my torso and squat, just to relieve that tension. Good luck!
Have you tried one of those desks that lifts up?
No, don’t have one of those.
Just an idea
I know. I’ve heard of those, but I can’t afford one right now. I’ll have stick to heating pads, cold packs, Aleve, Ben-Gay, hydrocodone and vodka for the foreseeable future. Which, in my case, should last to about A.D. 2100. It’s tough being a writer, isn’t it?
It hurts on many levels.
This sounds hideous. My only suggestions for alternatives to the pills are illegal, I’m afraid.
Those days may be long gone… unless the pain persists…