You see this picture?
Well, it makes it look like the coccyx, or tailbone, should curve inward, toward the middle of the body, doesn't it? Mine doesn't do that. At least, for all appearances, it doesn't. It seems that it juts out, and it has become more and more prominently, uh, jutty, the more weight I've lost.
Now, I'm not the most active human being, at least when I'm home, and I spend a good portion of my time sitting down in my little comfort zone. I haven't felt well this past week or two, so I've been sitting more than usual.
I guess that was enough to do it. My tailbone poked straight through and is now sticking out of my body.
Okay, okay, I made that up. But I do have a pressure sore from my jutting coccyx, and I had to go to the emergency room to have it treated today.
Here's me in the exam room:
Except, I was lying down on the bed, making sure my curtain completely covered the doorway each time. What else is there to do?! When you've got a sore in your "butt canyon," as my friend Jenny From the Block made me burst out laughing by saying today, you pretty much gotta bend over and spread 'em. Not the best hour I've ever spent in my life.
So the nurse packed my butt canyon sore full of squishy bandages, for maximum comfort, and now I have to sit on a 'roid pillow or other comfy cushion for the rest of my life, if I don't want this to worsen or recur. Awesome. I've been advised numerous times, including by the ER doc again today, against having the coccyx shaved down. I guess it's a pretty nasty surgery to have and from which to recover, and really, when you think about where they'd have to go in from and all the things they could run into while they're in there, I'm guessing they know what they're talking about.
So, fun times ahead.
Are those Eeyore hemorrhoid cushions? Hello, Christmas is coming!
And thus ends the post about my poor, sore hiney. Hope you enjoyed it.