Survival Mode and Sore Backs

This past Tuesday, I went to start my scooter and felt something pull and stretch in my back that shouldn't have. I thought I was fine and went to work in my car because the scooter never started. Then, I went on my daily walk into town to get the mail and 10 minutes into it, I could hardly stand up because my back hurt so bad. I got back to work and had to lie on the floor until Ben and Bobbi came and got me. It was a very long 20 minutes of floor lying. At one point, my colleague came in and asked if there was anything she could do and I asked if she could bring me my dignity.

Anyway, they drove me home, bought some muscle relaxers and I waited for them to kick in. Celine called and asked if there was anything she could do and of course I asked her if she could get McDonalds for me. I figure not feeling well or hurting yourself is license to eat whatever you want. When my friend Bobbi gets a cold, she orders a large pizza and dips it in ranch dressing. So, the muscle relaxers kicked in and I took about a 3-4 hour nap. Then I realized that I had left my car at work and had to figure out a way to get to work the next day.

Now, Ben and Bobbi both came to pick me up and it didn't occur to any of us that one of them should drive my car home I was telling my American friend Dana and she reminded that when crisis hits, I go into survival mode, not smart survival mode. Survival mode is getting the job done, getting out of a tricky situation alive but it also means maybe forgetting details, doing something embarrassing or hysterical. Smart survival mode is Bear Grills - keeping calm, making sure all the bases are covered, not forgetting any details.

I don't think I will ever know what smart survival mode feels like but I did end up getting a ride to work the next day and getting my car back and I got to eat the Big Mac meal and didn't feel guilty about it. Eat your heart out Bear Grils.