I am beginning to think that someone has put the Evil Eye on me or something.

This morning, I stepped off the porch without looking and slipped on the ice coating the steps, walkway... everything in sight.

I landed on my lower back on the bottom step and my head on the top step (cement steps). I didn't pass out and, while I REALLY, REALLY hurt, I declined to go in the ambulance that came to check me out.

Bad move..... About an hour later, I found myself standing at the top of the landing in my house and in the most excruciating pain on the right side iof my back I could ever imagine being in. I couldn't move and I was feeling faint from the pain. Because I was on the stairs, when the amblulance came, I had to walk down the stairs (a 10 minute odyssey of agony). This time I went with the ambulance.

The hospital was crammed to the gills with people injured falling on ice (surprise, surprise) and after several hours and an X-ray, found nothing was broken. The pain was gone, although the left side was pretty sore.

My Mom drove and then left to get something at the store. I had opened the front door and went to go in and the pain came back. It took me 15 mintues to inch my way into the house (fighting off my cat who wanted out) and to sit down.

I hope to GOD that this pain subsudes with rest because I cannot imagine being in this much pain for any length of time.

Honest to God, it feels like someone has sewn many threads into my deep tissue and when they were partially healed up, started yanking them out... repeatedly.