so, a quick me, quick posting hahahaha update on my injection.
Two weeks and 1 day since I had a needle stuck up what felt like my backside 
I have felt fab, and have some very low pain days. I won't quite go as far as saying pain free, as there have still be some aches and pains. But there has been no flu feeling for the first week to ten days, virtually no sciatic pain, the muscle spasms stopped pretty much completely and I was left with a residue pain in my back and twinges when I twisted and moved too fast, some grinding noises inside (not audible by others, just me, like being able to hear the sheets ruffle when your head is on them).
I took the time to start to declutter the house, and have got rid of 7 bin bags of clothing, sorted out two plastic boxes of clothes for giving to friends, 3 boxes of toys to give away. I have thrown out 5 bin bags of paperwork/old birthday cards/scrap paper and material I was keeping for 'art projects' (not seen the light of day for years), 3 bags of broken, old and tatty toys and 1 bag of stuff we don't need/hoarded from the bathroom (the bathroom? wft where was it all kept?!). I have also thrown away one broken and not fixable dolls house, a broken suitcase that we kept saying we would fix, several drawers of crap that we have not missed for bloody years. Thank goodness I didn't do what I was so tempted to do and just chuck it all in the bin as the drawer has not been opened for over a year - my passport was in it!
I have helped Roo ride his bike in the last two weeks (bad position to be in), have been camping and actually didn't feel too useless, swam a lot and avoided diving simply by my friend literally stopping me from doing it. I have pushed the children high on swings, I have even ran (ok, only a few steps) which the children were absolutely gobsmacked by ("you're running mummy!!", hoovered, bent down to pick things up - that's right, bent down! Actually the bending down period was the loveliest period, but also the most short-lived period. That only lasted about a week really.
So, from about midweek this week I have seen a decline, maybe a little earlier, as I tripped over a guy rope when I was camping and fucking hell that send enormous waves of jolting electric pain through my spine and straight down my legs! But, despite my actually crying in pain from that, I recovered reasonably well, ramped up the painkillers, took some diazepam to offset any muscle spasms that were threatening and it only seemed to have a slight affect (took a good few hours to calm down though), I don't think it triggered the decline. It's a slow downwards move though for the most part, no sudden wham! back to being utterly screwed, but I have each day felt a little stiffer, the evening pain has gradually moved into the afternoon, and I can't bend again. I have had a couple of periods of flu like feelings, which have subsided again after a night straight to bed after the children had their stories and plenty of painkillers. I had a little weep today for a few seconds as I felt some similar pains returning, not upset, sort of sad in that kind of acceptance but sad nevertheless kind of way, but the tramadol and other meds kicked in and it all eased enough for me to tidy our bedroom, which was actually making me upset it was so fucking messy. It had been a storeroom of all the shit I didn't want people to see when they visited and I could tidy, along with so much of the children's artwork scribbles on scrap paper that i just don't have the heart to through away, boxes of crap that we don't need, oh god, just felt so yuck.
So, in prep for the what seems inevitable continued decline (not pessimistic, largely fine with it just know it's not going to be forever), I gutted the bedroom! Not literally, and I still have a lot to sort out, but, I organised what I was going to sort out, went through it all, put the rest away where I know it is, to re-sort later, but it's vaguely organised and hidden. All the stuff I got rid of is included in the above list of decluttering. Goodness knows where it has all been hiding. It sounds like we live in some kind of grotto surround by Stuff, but honestly our home is not like that! to the outsider it's clean and relatively tidy, nothing that would make most people think we were hoarders, but I have been feeling so overwhelmed with how quickly things get messy and nowhere to put anything, and we just have too much stuff.
So, I started today at 1pm. I have just finished. My back is On Fire! Oops. But, I am in a beautiful clean bed, in a beautifully clean bedroom, with some incense on, and both children are fast asleep next to me, having danced around the 'new room' ! so, worth it. DH would never, ever, ever, not in a million years get the room like this, not even close. So, if I have used the last of my good days doing it, that's ok as it got so bad because I simply could not do it myself.