This situation with my lower back had gotten completely and totally out of control. Finally, after 6 straight MONTHS of it being at a Level 9 I Want to Chop My Leg Off Just to Make It Feel Better, without so much as a single minute where it wasn't basically excruciating, I found the answer. I started treatment at a place which specializes in athletic injuries. I knew I was in the right place when the words I heard most outside of the normal "physical therapy" speak were "gymnastics," "jiu-jitsu," and "MMA." After the first treatment, I had 2 glorious minutes of being completely pain-free. After the second treatment, two hours, at which point I declared that the doctors there were all getting lap dances for Christmas. After the third, it was back down to intermittent, with several hours of being pain-free in a row, but the peaks weren't even holding a candle to what I had been having at the BEST moments previously. At this point, it is SO much better than I'm really only fighting with it for a little bit in the morning. My liver wrote me a nice card saying thanks for not pumping me full of painkillers, you rotten bitch, you're lucky I have the capacity for regeneration.
((If you're lost, I wrecked myself in gymnastics at the age of 12 with a complete hamstring tear out of the origin, a ruptured disc, and a fractured vertebrae. It has been bad on and off for the last, ahem, some number of years, but this went completely batshit insane and was far worse than when I actually broke it.))
Let me just tell you: Nothing wrecks your life like being unable to walk, sit, stand, or lay down without throbbing pain. Jeezus.
Deb's birthday was last week and Sunday night I went out to make dinner for her and a friend. I ended up making Lemon Rosemary Roasted Chicken. Recipe adapted slightly from The Pioneer Woman.
|Looks fancy, no?|
What you need:
1 FRESH whole chicken
1 stick of softened butter
4 springs rosemary
Salt and pepper
Preheat the oven to 400.
Open up the chicken and remove the giblets. Yes, this is completely revolting. I know. Power through it. Rinse the chicken inside and out with cold water, contemplate whether you are really a vegetarian after all, and then pat dry with paper towels.
Line a baking dish with aluminum foil and spray with a nonstick spray.
Realize you forgot to soften the butter and stick it in the microwave for about 15-20 seconds.
Chop the rosemary leaves from ONE sprig as finely as you can. Add that to the butter. Zest two lemons ((being careful not to get the white stuff)) and throw it on the butter/rosemary mixture.
Stir to combine.
Using your hands, spread the buttery gooey goodness all over the chicken, getting it into all the nooks and crannies and feel slightly dirty while doing so. ((Wash your hands with dish soap to cut the grease quickly. You're welcome.))
Squeeze the juice of one lemon all over the chicken. Crack some salt and pepper over it as well.
Now slice the other two lemons in half and cram them and the remaining rosemary springs ((whole)) into the chicken cavity. ((You may not be able to get it all in. TWSS.))
Roast uncovered for 1 hour and 15 minutes.
Remove from oven, cover loosely with aluminum foil, and allow to rest for 10 minutes. Carve it up ((or hack the living shit out of it, whatever)) and serve.
So that's it! Talk to you tomorrow or next week or maybe in November!