Biting The Bullet

It's been a year since I've been seen by a chiropractor, and that was back in Prince Albert. I'm intensely loyal... and I was getting tired of trying to find someone who could replace my Guy.

I was doing really well, spinally speaking, until the mud slide last week.

Since I could definitely feel a twist in my back and a kink in my neck, I thought I should suck it up and try again here. The Doctor of Chiropractic I tried today is someone I think I can live with. She's not Doctor Boden, but I think she'll do.

I feel much straighter this afternoon, and the kink in my neck seems to be gone. The bonus was that I also had a review of Friday's neck X-ray; I mentioned that I was nervous of major neck adjustments because of the grating, and I'd complained about the noise/pain to the Doctor and had that x-ray. She got me to sign a release form which they quickly faxed to the hospital and before I left the office a copy of the x-ray report was there. The chiropractor kindly translated it for me.

It is as I suspected: there is noticeable deterioration on the vertebrae in my neck yada-yada-yada. Not much I can do about it, except to keep mobile and moving. Frankly, I'd have been surprised if it hadn't shown some deterioration.

So... there's potential for a new chiropractic relationship, and I have the inside scoop on the x-ray, in case the doctor ever phones me with the results...

I know. I should phone him.

Tomorrow.

Today, I'll go check the potatoes and corn I have baking on the barbeque, and contemplate taking advantage of the massage therapy they have going at the chiropractic clinic...

Maybe I'll even have an epsom salts bath as was suggested. Apparently the magnesium in the epsom salts soaks into your muscles making them softer...

... after a year I am pretty tightly wound...