They will just take an xray, Lozzy. A fall like that can go up your spine and hit your brain. Is this the first time it has happened? Try sitting on ice...or a donut.
I don't have a brain so I'm okay there. Honestly though, it's nowhere near as bad as it was...so I'm just gunna let it heal now. My back is fine - no pain there at all. Just my bum. Lol.
I don't have a brain so I'm okay there. Honestly though, it's nowhere near as bad as it was...so I'm just gunna let it heal now. My back is fine - no pain there at all. Just my bum. Lol.
It all happened when I was like 10 or so. Our Physical Education teacher told us that we were going to have a jump rope exam, and that we had to do a "duplex" (pass twice the rope under your feet in one jump) in order to pass it. Well, I had never done such thing before, so I had to start practicing. My classmates and me were all together in the school gym the very first and last time I tried to do that. First try: Fell on the ground, coccyx hit. (-Stand up and try again, Pareja!) Second try: Fell on the ground, coccyx hit. (-Stand up and try again, Pareja! -But it hurts! I don't want to do this anymore! -Stand up and try again, Pareja! -But...! -Stand up and try again, Pareja!) Third, fourth (...) seventh try: Fell on the ground, coccyx hit. It hurt, yes, it hurt, but pain was just the beginning. When the class ended, we went to the bathroom to change our uniform tracksuit for our regular uniform, and agony began. I felt the most horrible pain I've ever felt in my entire life, a pain in the ass that didn't allow me to stand up and walk out the bathroom. I couldn't walk, I couldn't sit, I couldn't move, so I did the only thing a 10 years-old girl can do when she feels helplessly crawling in pain: I started to cry. Some of my mates heard me and called the teachers, that took me out of the bathroom and, privately, asked me how much it hurt. -It hurts so much... *sob* They phoned my mother, who took me to the hospital, where, while we were waiting for the doctor to call us, a gentle nurse, seeing me laying on my mother's legs, butt up, asked me if I wanted to sit on a wheelchair. -I wish I could... The doctor took an X-ray of my butt to discover that I had sprained my coccyx. I spent 3 weeks at home, sitting on a floater, before I could even walk. Wiping my ass was a torture. When I came back to school (I still had to sit on a cushion) I discovered that the "duplex" had been suppressed from the P.E. program. And I felt happy.
Aw Dolly, glad the stupid PE teacher got what was coming to her! Does it still hurt you now and again? I know some ppl who have damaged it and they say years later they still feel pain from down there now and again. This is the 2nd time I've damaged it. I was sat on the pc chair when I was younger and fell off it, banging my coccyx right on the wheel. My family all laughed at me because they thought it was hilarious seeing me fall off randomly, but I was in tears on the floor in agony. I was about 12 then. I'm now 25 and I still get little niggles on my butt sometimes from that. And now I've gone and damaged it again lol. My coccyx must love me. I don't have a problem wiping or anything like that though...it's mainly now my bum cheeks that are sore lol the coccyx pain has kinda gone...but it's hard to tell.
Aw Dolly, glad the stupid PE teacher got what was coming to her! Does it still hurt you now and again? I know some ppl who have damaged it and they say years later they still feel pain from down there now and again. This is the 2nd time I've damaged it. I was sat on the pc chair when I was younger and fell off it, banging my coccyx right on the wheel. My family all laughed at me because they thought it was hilarious seeing me fall off randomly, but I was in tears on the floor in agony. I was about 12 then. I'm now 25 and I still get little niggles on my butt sometimes from that. And now I've gone and damaged it again lol. My coccyx must love me. I don't have a problem wiping or anything like that though...it's mainly now my bum cheeks that are sore lol the coccyx pain has kinda gone...but it's hard to tell.
When I did it, turning over in bed was murder...on both occasions if I remember correctly. When I visit my gran, it hurts me because she has really low chairs! And they make it painful standing up. And sitting down.
When I did it, turning over in bed was murder...on both occasions if I remember correctly. When I visit my gran, it hurts me because she has really low chairs! And they make it painful standing up. And sitting down.
Why is it wrong? I laugh at my own clumsiness. It's a hilarious story. I told the story to some friends of mine a few days ago, and one of them just couldn't laugh, because she saw how much it hurt (she helped me with my stuff when I left the school to go to the hospital), she just didn't find it funny. But I do. Now.
I was about 10 or 12, and a neighbor child had found a "dolly"--a wooden platform on wheels--just big enough for a child's bum. She tied a rope to it, and pretty soon all the neighborhood kids were out there getting towed down her driveway, which was a bit of a hill--then whipped around in a circle at the bottom. Great fun! But on my second go, I slipped off the dolly and skidded across the street, hitting my coccyx on the pavement with each bounce. Then I rolled to a stop, got up, scuffed and bruised, and went home.
It was extremely painful to sit, stand, or bend over, but walking was okay. Without bothering to examine me, my doctor said the bone was bruised and it would take "awhile" to heal. It was about 18 months before I could sit through a class without being in so much pain my vision blurred, and another year before I could do it without being distracted by the pain. Maybe that's why I got the arthritis. I think the damn thing was broken--not that there's anything they can do about a broken coccyx, except to give you pain relievers and tell you to avoid pressure or impact to your lower back.
I didn't know coccyx injuries were so common... I don't have one of those, but I have plenty of other injuries to cover for it
I once banged my eye on a steel soccer goal. I once had my foot drag out of a car for about 20 seconds, making me unable to walk for a couple of months. I once broke my ankle during a field trip and had to walk on it for an excruciating climb out of a valley. I had surgery and now there's a platinum bolt holding my bones in place. I once stepped on a rake. It really, REALLY hurts.
I've never actually broken a bone, though I might have fractured the coccyx and I might have broken my baby toe when I went to kick my father and missed. I kicked the wooden side of his chair instead, clipping my pinkie toe. There was a lot of energy in that kick. My toe swelled up and turned dark purple and I couldn't walk on it without a lot of pain for about a week. It's fine now, though.
Not that I shouldn't have broken any bones--I've had some spectacular falls while hiking, biking, and skating, and managed to get away with nothing but some scrapes and bruises and maybe some soreness/stiffness for a day or two. I guess all that milk I drank as a kid paid off.
I took a header off my bike a few years ago when Miss Thing panicked going down a hill and forgot to use her brakes and crashed into me. I had road burn up both arms from the heels of my hands to my elbows, a deep gash behind one knee and another nasty gash on my thigh (other leg) and a scrape on my shin. They all turned into enormous scabs on top of bruises and took weeks to heal. That's when I discovered I was allergic to Band-Aid glue--got a horrible rash under the bandage, and when I took it off, it took a couple of layers of skin with it, and that took about 6 months to fade away!