When my back is injured, my body doesn't belong to me anymore. It just won't do as I say. So I'm disabled again, Hell knows why. I've been eating ibuprofens like candy since morning, but it is possible that I've found a doctor who can check me out even tomorrow! (That's almost impossible on Sundays in Poland, especially in Warsaw). Until then I'll be experiencing other meanings of the word "PAIN".
36. Pain (vol. 2)
PS. Sorry if I don't reply for a couple of days. I'm probably just chained to the bed, cursing the whole world etc. Watching House MD and thinking I'd kill for that Vicodin of his.
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Ah yes, I don;t seem to be able to get rid of the problem. It's not like at that time, when I could move an inch, but I still fill a bit of stiffness in my lower bacl, and I find bending very problematic. I can do it, but I always feel like a certain amount of available moves was taken away from me. It's all so fragile. Thanks, I have a set of exercises I'm supposed to be doing everyday, but I can't always find the time for them, and once a week is not enough that's the beauty of working 2 jobs...
Jak to rysowalam bylam przykuta kregoslupem do lozka. Naprawde slabo mnie obchodzilo zeby cokolwiek wiernie oddac, bardziej zeby o tym nie myslec (i pomoglo).
Czasami jeszcze boli i pewnie tak mi juz zostanie, ze raz na jakis czas jak mnie nie pier****... Raz cos podniesiesz w niewlasciwy sposob i przechlapane do konca zycia.
o rany, hm czasem ma sie po prostu pecha, ja o swoj kregoslup stram sie dbac (joga i tp) bo wiem jak to potrafi do wszystkiego zniechecic kiedy nie mozna uciedziec ani stac bez bolu
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Thanks, I have a set of exercises I'm supposed to be doing everyday, but I can't always find the time for them, and once a week is not enough
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~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
hmmm zawsze mnie interesowalo uzdrawiajace i wyzwalajace oblicze tworzenia^^
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Flames to dust, lovers to friends... why do all good things come to an end?
~nenneko | ~anachs-photos | November Rain
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My mother never let me play with bleach *thumbs up*
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