Ok, so I hesitated to even post this, because, hey, I know all about jinxing myself.

But I can’t resist, plus there’s always the chance that other women might someday stumble upon this blog because they’re having the same kind of miserable SI back pain & are wondering what to do for it.

Ahem.

I think I found a battery of things that work.

I stumbled upon a book at the Sane Branch on my last day that I swear wasn’t there ever before.

Because surely I would have, um, picked it up before?  Yeah.  Well, it turns out that this sort of stabby, sacroiliac pregnancy-pain is pretty commonly regarded as being untreatable except by, say, delivery of a baby.  Except I knew my PT was able to make it go away temporarily.  So, again, I don’t want to take a tylenol or do acupuncture to deal with the pain, I want the dysfunction which is causing the pain to go away.   Stretching seem to work up to a point, but how often during the day can one really lie on one’s back to stretch with knees-over-ass, I ask you?

So I read the book.  And a lot of it seems more applicable to people with that Symphysis Pubic Dysfunction than with li’l ol’ sacroiliac pain. But still. Unlike many other things I’ve read, this book actually recommended sitting “tailor fashion”as a way to stretch out the butt muscles. Well, shoot, I grew up sitting on the floor and am still more comfortable doing that than sitting primly with my legs crossed delicately at the knee.

So I started sitting cross-legged on the couch (which is easy because it’s a piece of furniture sized for my gigantic husband and not for short me. My legs don’t come close to hitting the floor anyway, and I usually use a footstool.)  And I started sitting cross-legged in bed. In fact, I’m typing this with my laptop resting on crossed legs. And when I can’t sit “Indian style”, I cross one leg over the other “guy style” ie: ankle over the opposite knee.

And, folks? I can walk again. On Tuesday I walked several blocks before I felt any discomfort. Yesterday I didn’t feel more than the occasional twinge of hip pain all day long.

I think I might be on to something. And I’m practically giddy with relief. Yeah, it’s going to take a while, and I probably won’t be looking all that ladylike for the rest of this pregnancy. But if I’m good and I keep doing this – I might be able to behave more normally from here on out? I might be able to walk to the grocery store again – shoot – I might be able to walk to the post office to mail my parents’ Father’s Day and Birthday gifts?

Heck, I might not be completely pool-bound in Italy, but might get to go exploring nearby villages and cities with the non-pregnant sorts.

Oh yeah.

The books is all kinds of awesome, but really?  Hot shower in the morning to loosen everything up.  Sit “tailor fashion” and cross your legs ‘guy style’ and see if that doesn’t work.  Can’t hurt.  I mean, certainly can’t hurt more than it already does, right?

This has been a public service announcement from a not-in-pain-Sprogblogger.  Now we’ll see if I double over today from the bad-luck I’m surely drawing down upon myself by saying any of this out loud…