Oops, I did it again

Put my back out, that is. Still no baby. I've been having some show every day since Thursday and then started having really bad back pains on Monday night. I thought it might be labour starting but no. After spending all day yesterday at the hospital, most of the time hooked up to a fetal monitor, it was concluded that I wasn't in labour but I have slipped a disc in my back. Oh joy.

We were sent home with some serious drugs and an even bigger truss and told that things should get better by the end of the week. It's very painful and complete torture because I can't do anything. I went to the loo by myself about half an hour ago and that felt like a huge accomplishment. We moved into the flat on Friday (hmm, moving house and a bad back. I wonder if the two things could be related?) and I'm dying to keep unpacking boxes, arranging bookshelves, and generally nesting like mad. Instead I've been sitting in the armchair doped up on codeine and thinking about all of the things I'd rather be doing. Grrrrr.

The thing that is really annoying is that I've been so careful with my back. I haven't lifted anything heavy or strained myself. The specialist yesterday said I probably slipped the disc when I hurt my back in August and just the extra stress and general activity of the move have knocked it out again. So frustrating.

On the positive side, I got to listen to Cupcake's heartbeat for most of the afternoon yesterday and she's doing really well. The codeine makes her a bit sleepy but they've assured me that it won't harm her. I have my regular antenatal check in the morning and I'm wondering if she's dropped down further.

OK, the drugs are kicking in and it's time to lie down. More soon!