Monday, August 17, 2009

Today, Monday for those of you in Borneo, finds me at Starbucks awaiting the next doctor's appointment. I have conveniently sandwiched this little trip between two different engagements in order to somewhat enjoy this day I have taken off.

The chiropractor has become my friend for life today. Not that he wasn't before, but he has earned a new place of honor in my eyes. He does marvelous things with my muscles, and now they don't hurt anymore. I am tickled pink.

Last night and apparently the night before I slept on the couch. I don't remember moving to the couch night before last. The only reason I knew about it was because Hubster told me I'd left my glasses there. I was frantic because I couldn't find them and I couldn't see and I had to BE SOMEWHERE and ohmygoodness what was I going to do? Hubster, ever the voice of calm, told me to pipe down and look around the couch. I thought he was nuts. I never sleep on the couch. But apparently he knew of which he spoke.

Last night I couldn't sleep again so I found myself downstairs. This time I was actually cognizant of where I was and why as evidenced by the blog post I wrote. And I figured out why I slept on the couch because I did it again last night. It seems as though when my muscles cramp up the way they have been for the past five days it feels better to sleep on a firmer surface. Since Hubster and I sleep on a foam-and-water bed, I didn't have the support I needed for the muscles to relax.

Hopefully that has all been taken care of today. I'll go back on Friday just to make sure. And for those of you who doubt the healing powers of chiropractic, let me just say this: Don't knock it until you've tried it. It makes sense, this voodoo that my doctor does so well. Much more sense than muscle relaxers and pain pills, which is what my "regular" physician prescribed for the pain. Chiropractic finds the problem and fixes it rather than throwing chemicals at it. And it works for me.

Not that I am against drugs totally, you understand. Especially in cases of chronic illness. But if I don't need it, why take it?

And no, I'm not being paid for this advertisement. I'm just an extremely satisfied customer.

(dusting off soap box and putting it away)

And that's all I have to say about that.


Anonymous said...

Hmmm... I would think a warm waterbed would help hurting muscles... interesting...


Linds said...

I need to visit your magic man too. In an urgent way! I may just have overstretched the "on the feet" thing a tad. But hey, we lal knew that was going to happen. I am back on line though the internet continues to be very sporadic here in Switzerland. Probably something to do with the unbelievably hot and humid weather, and the nightly thunderstorms. Home next week to reality though. Sigh. But the up side of that is thta I will have my computer to myself! I have been thinking of you so often..... we need a chat when I get home to catch up again.