Coccyx – It’s a Fun Word

The word “coccyx” wasn’t a part of my daily vocabulary, until I fell in the garage and landed on my backside.  After the accident, I started using the word frequently and I realized it’s actually a fun word to say.

Maybe I can find a way to keep it as a regular part of my vocabulary.  If you have any ideas on how to incorporate the word coccyx in everyday conversation, let me know in the comment section.

Tailbone Injury and Family Lessons

Yesterday, I fell backwards in the garage and landed on my tailbone.  When I hit the concrete floor the pain was so excruciating I felt like I was about to vomit and pee my pants at the same time.

My mom was on the other side of the garage.  She knew I fell, but didn’t see the landing.  She was calling to me and worried I hit my head.

I didn’t answer right away, because I was so concerned about accidentally going to the bathroom in my pants.  I was struggling to get off the floor as quickly as possible.  However, the pain was so bad it was a difficult task and I was moaning the entire time.

I finally managed to stand up and told my mom I was fine.  I didn’t hit my head, so we got into the Jeep.  We had tickets to see the Footloose musical at the Von Braun Civic Center.  We both were looking forward to it, so I tried to continue on with the day.

However, the pain in my buttocks and lower back continued to increase and I was struggling.  We ended up going to the Madison Hospital ER.  I told Mom she didn’t have to stay and if she wanted she could go see the musical without me.  There wasn’t anything she could do at the ER, but she decided to stay with me.

They took x-rays of my lower back and the doctor examined me.  Luckily, nothing is broken.  The doctor said I have contusions on my coccyx.  Basically, I bruised my tailbone and I should be better in about a week.

Yesterday, I planed to do something nice for my mom.  I bought the tickets for the musical and we planned to spend the day having fun.  The day didn’t go as planned.  My mom ended up doing something nice for me.  She spent the day at the ER and went to the pharmacy to get my medication.  I guess that’s what family is all about.