Well, my Pretties (snarled in a Wicked Witch of the West voice), this has been a curious last few days. After Tai Chi on Thursday I had pain in my left hip . I did my stretching thinking I’d pulled something. No relief. Went for my daily forty minute walk and didn’t like the way things felt but, oh well. Popped two pain pills. Nada. Tried ice. Hated that. Tried heat. Felt good but there was no relief.

I’ve got a high pain threshold, having suffered for two decades with crippling pregnancy-induced migraines (thank you acupuncture for a cure) but you never know what you can endure until the threshold is breached. I got out my study cane/hiking stick and tapped my way around cursing a blue streak and looking for a get-well chicken to sacrifice.

The hip-thing got progressively worse to the point where, on Saturday morning (or more correctly, middle of Friday night when I had to get up to go to the bathroom), I could hardly walk without wanting to scream bad words and have some strong man carry me like a fragile flower upon his sturdy back.

Well, that wasn’t happening so Hub drove me to our chiropractor who poked about, did some surface manipulation and an acupuncture treatment. It felt better for a while but damn if it came back with a vengeance. Sunday morning, we went to the walk-in clinic. Actually, it didn’t take too long to be seen. I was more worried about being i the midst of several dozen coughing/sneezing adults and children and folks with intractable rashes.

Being the obsessive that I am, I’d written out a list of symptoms. The weary-looking physician scribbled a few notes, made me stand up, prodded my hip and backside and diagnosed acute bursitis – “inflammation of the bursa. There are two major bursae in the hip that typically become irritated and inflamed. One bursa covers the bony point of the hip bone called the greater trochanter. Inflammation of this bursa is called trochanteric bursitis.” There’s another version that affects the groin – thank goodness I don’t have that one.

The doc gave me a prescription for an anti-inflammatory with a stomach protectant included. Take two a day. The list of potential side-effects is long but at that point I didn’t give a damn. WHat caught my eye was the claim that the Naproxen took effect in a hour. Yeah, right, says I to me. But it did. I was standing at the kitchen counter and could actually feel the throbbing waves of pain subsiding. Yesterday I visited my family doc (got an immediate appointment). He agreed with the diagnosis and sent me for x-rays of both hips. Now that’s health care. Perhaps I’m lucky to get treatment so quickly or maybe it’s because when I call him I’m really a ‘hurtin’ unit’ on my last nerve. Whatever the reason, thank goodness for socialized medicine and drug plans.

Hub drove me to the office last night so I could copy my working files and be productive by staying home. In between cranking out documents, however, I took a break to watch the SuperBowl videos. What an amazing collection of one-minute wit – they play one after the other!