For the third time in less than two years I found myself flat on my back for several days due to what I believe is a wacked out sacro joint.

It would be really fabulous to be able to tell you that I injured myself doing something muscular or that I was lifting or moving something or something else more or less worthy of an injury. But, no, I was leaning over the grocery cart to get items to put on the checkout counter. At least I was able to drive myself home.

Each time this happens the pain and immobility seem to be gradually less. In January 2008 when this first happened I was in so much pain that The Mr. couldn't even lift me off the bed to get me to the doctor. The second time -- after bending down to put a trashbag in the trashcan -- I could at least stand up, but trying to do more than that was more pain than I could bear. This time at least I could walk, although I felt like I needed a walker because I was so hunched over. Getting from the couch or bed to the bathroom was literally exhausting.

I went back to work probably a day earlier than I should but I felt like since I could walk and the pain was lessening that I should try to suck it up. I ate my lunch at my desk and barely moved all day. I don't think my head was really in the game.

Friday night I sort of all of a sudden felt better. I was standing up straight, I wasn't hesitating to bend down and I felt like I could walk better than I had in the last week.

So I stretched. And stretched. I stretched as much as I could in hopes that I could get that joint to stop bugging me. And I stretched Saturday night before bed. And I'll stretch tonight before bed. And I'll Google more stretching exercises and I'll likely actually break out that workout video I bought so long ago since I believe it focuses on core muscles.

I feel like I lost so much time to this stupid "injury." I tried to make up for lost time and really wound up overdoing things yesterday morning as I buzzed around the house cleaning and straightening after a week of neglect.

And, yes, please don't lecture me on talking to a doctor. I consulted an orthopeadic after the first injury and I'll make an appointment now that I'm in a bigger city with another ortho to make sure that what I think is the problem is actually the problem and that I'm doing the right thing to keep further injuries at bay.