So I now go to a chiropractor. It's really been a long, oft delayed action of mine, and I am sure, by 6pm tonight, I'll get smacked (figuratively) for waiting this long.
Really, if we go back, all my back pain (and let me tell you, there is some back pain) can be traced to a fall out of a tree when I was 14 or so. Landed right on my coccyx from about 5 feet or so. I recall it hurting pretty bad, but being of that age, big whoop, right? I felt fine the following day, so I thought so little of it.
Well, let's move ahead years, to me waking up with back pain at the base of my spine. Hurt, but a simple rotation of my waist, a pop and a crack, and I was good to go. And if we jump a head a few more years - the pain is still there, but the Chubby Checker move just ain't cutting it. Yet, stupid me just puts up with it, Advil'ing it and warm baths.
Well, with my wife going to take care of some issues she's having, I got a free exam out of the deal. While the pic here is NOT me, it's pretty dang close to my neck. And for those they don't know, that is not a good neck. No curve at all. Not good. I am putting too much pressure on my spinal cord. Tonight, I see the xrays of my lower back. Yeah....those should be pretty funny.
So it'll be an entire wellness program. Get that curve back in my neck and see what can be done to loosen my back. Don't get old. Trust me on this one.
Now playing: "Slow Turning" by John Hiatt
Thursday, August 23, 2007
at 9:33 AM