I was still struggling with flu symptoms when I finally got to Montana. The flight made my cough 10x worse because it dried me out terribly. I was coughing very badly and was still miserable physically. The first night in Montana I coughed myself to sleep. I woke up in the morning with a sore side and my belly muscles were aching. I decided to rest those first couple of days I was there . . . but the following day made the whole situation much worse. I was sitting on the bed talking to my mom and started coughing. I suddenly heard something in my back pop. I was in so much pain that I could hardly move. I tried to lay down on the floor to see if my back would release a bit and couldn't get off the floor. I had terrible, painful back spasms. I spent the next couple of hours sitting as still as I could and calling my doctors in Israel to find out what medication I could take for the pain. The day was Saturday, so my only option was to go to the emergency room. I decided to wait out the weekend and see if my back would release at some point. My mom helped me so much that weekend. She did everything for me so I didn't have to deal with anything.
By Monday my back was feeling better, so I decided to wait a bit more before going to a doctor or a chiropractor. Around noon Yaheli laid down for a nap and I decided to take advantage of that time and lay down too. At some point I woke up and when I did my back went into constant spasm. There was no relief from the pain and the spasms. I could barely walk. I got into the shower to see if hot water would make a difference. You could see the muscles in my back and half of my stomach tighten and loosen over and over. The shower helped relieve the pain a bit, but the spasms didn't stop. I called my mom and she called a chiropractor and set an appointment for me two hours later. So I spent the next 2 hours sitting on the edge of the bed trying to cope with the pain. Luckily Yaheli didn't need very much help. She was content to play around the house by herself. My mom came to the house to pick me up and I somehow managed to get into the car.
At the chiropractor's office, he informed me that people in my state many times end up in the hospital. I asked him what they would do and he said they would give me anti-inflammatory pills, pain pills and send me to therapy, but because I am pregnant there isn't much that they can do. He adjusted my back with me crying because I was still in so much pain. I left his office with two more appointments for that week, an ice pack and a still painful back, but some light at the end of the tunnel. The ice pack helped and with each of the following appointments my back got better and better. By the end of the week I had hope.