I was incredibly tired on Thursday, but I still dragged my butt over to ballet class, the rule of thumb being that whenever I’m thinking «I really want to go to class, but…» I should stay at home, and whenever my brain keeps looking for convincing reasons not to go, I should definitely get my ass to class anyway. So I did. I was expecting the exhaustion to disperse during the barre, but it persisted. It was still a great class though, with M. putting us through some rather strenuous combinations.
Maybe it was those combinations that did me in. Maybe not. As soon as I swung my legs out of bed on Friday morning, my lower back was like «I don’t think so.» But I had a non-negotiable appointment at the passport office and a ton of other plans for the day, so I told it to shut up (or rather the prescription dose of diclofenac did). Needless to say, it didn’t get any better today.
As an avid hypochondriac I would normally be more concerned about this, except the symptoms are familiar. My unfortunate habit of slouching to one side while sitting has brought me to my family doctor and two physiotherapists several years back. Sacroiliac joint dysfunction, they called it.
The sacroiliac joint is located on the lower back, where some people have the cute little dimples to either side of the spine. It is the place where your spine joins your pelvis and it does not move around very much, being more in the weight-bearing business. Its location close to every ballet dancer’s favourite muscle group and the sciatic nerve can make an SJI problem ever so much fun.
That said, it’s not too bad. The sciatic nerve is not involved yet. A muscle that my sketchy knowledge of anatomy suspects is the piriformis is some kind of screwed, and the SJI itself will crack occasionally. Bending is painful, but not completely blocked and I’ve been getting the pliés in trying to pick things up. I’ll be doing some mild stretches and the so-called pelvic clock exercise today and tomorrow. If I’m still in pain on Monday, I’ll beg my doctor for physiotherapy.
It’s worth noting that this is a problem with my right SJI: the same side I’ve injured my hamstring and have recurring problems with an overly tight calf. It’s almost like it’s all connected. (Or maybe it’s not. That’s why a physiotherapy prescription would be nice: I suspect a qualified PT could get to the root of it.) I wonder what set it off, though: my atrocious sitting habits, the ronds-de-jambe en l’air or the fact that I’ve been putting just a little bit more stress on that side because (TMI?) of an ill-thought-out routine of putting cream on a cracked heel and limping around with said heel off the ground in order to keep the floors clean.
Note to self: do not be so lazy and just fetch some socks next time.