|Me, on my birthday during my college years, at the shooting range, looking awesome|
Disclaimer: this is a super whiny post
It seems like every time I get a good momentum going with my blog and just getting things done in general, something comes along and whacks me off course. And, more often than not, that something is health related. The past couple of days have been no exception.
For years I have struggled with back/neck/shoulder pain. I have mild (really really mild compared to my sister in law) scoliosis and just, ya know, bad posture and stuff like that. For the past several months I've been seeing a really good chiropractor and that has definitely been helping.
Seeing the chiropractor regularly has been like night and day compared to just toughing it out at home. It's the difference between suffering major headaches that are aggravated significantly by little things like too much light and being able to be up and active doing the things that I love. Obviously that's a huge difference. And obviously I prefer the latter. So, obviously, I'm a major fan of my chiropractor.
But every now and then I still go through a little blip where the old symptoms come back and I'm back to headache mania that knocks me out and takes over my whole life. And that's what the past couple of days have been. It's a good thing Olivia's such a low-maintenance (and quiet, usually) kid or else everything would be about ten million times worse. Yesterday she literally laid on the couch with me (awake) and played with her hands and whispered things to herself for an hour while I took a nap.
Today I've been feeling a lot worse, but Bryan got home in the early afternoon and has taken a lot of time off of studying for finals to help me run errands and take care of Olivia. He is an awesome husband. I love him a lot.
But, unfortunately, neither my love for Bryan or my chiropractor is making me feel much better at the moment. I felt better right after I was adjusted at the chiropractor today, but about ten minutes later I was back to feeling pretty miserable. So now that I've done my whining to the world I'm off to lay on the couch with an ice pack under my neck and basically be really bored while I think of all the other more fun (and productive) things I could be doing.
I know there are a lot of people in the world who are far worse off than me. There are tons. And, compared to all the worse things it could be, I'm glad I just have bad headaches. But, ya know, I'd still prefer not to have those either.
I had a heart-to-heart with the chiropractor today to discuss more ways to help strengthen my body and prevent this pain. But if any of you have helpful suggestions (preferably things that don't include, like, morphine and stuff), I welcome your advice.
And if I'm not back to writing about all the fun things I want to share with you guys in the next couple of days, just know that I really want to be.