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Aug. 25th, 2009 07:35 amWell, I went to sleep on my right side at about 11pm. At about 4.30 this morning I woke up and hadn't, apparently, moved a muscle in the night. My sleep-benumbed brain thought it would be a smart reflex to stretch out my legs.
He was oh so wrong. Ouch ouchy ouch. I actually made enough noise to wake up Dan, it hurt so bad. So he rubbed my legs for me and that helped me be able to get up and go to the bathroom (walking, I might add, not unlike the toy man I had as a child whose legs were perpetually astraddle on or off his horse).
They still are really stiff, although they don't hurt quite as much. I'm going to go for a walk now and see if I can loosen them up some more.
He was oh so wrong. Ouch ouchy ouch. I actually made enough noise to wake up Dan, it hurt so bad. So he rubbed my legs for me and that helped me be able to get up and go to the bathroom (walking, I might add, not unlike the toy man I had as a child whose legs were perpetually astraddle on or off his horse).
They still are really stiff, although they don't hurt quite as much. I'm going to go for a walk now and see if I can loosen them up some more.
