I will share the many thoughts that invade my introspective soul. |
I woke up from bed the other day. I slept blissfully. I got one leg out of bed and then as I got the other leg to the floor my back let out a shriek that exploded from the left middle of my back to everywhere else that wanted to listen. I could walk and tried to convince myself that I could suck it up and do what ever I wanted, but my back screamed back NO! I finally listened and went to the chiropractor. It was the first time I had ever gone to see one. Growing up, I had heard they were quacks, but my back would not stop screaming at me and I went at my wife's insistence. After drilling my back with a massage machine gun and pulling and prodding me, my back finally stopped screaming. I was left with what felt like a gun shot wound in the same place that my back had been screaming at me. I was given exercises to do with this big 75 inch ball. You have got to be kidding me!! I am getting better slowly but surely, but after all it has been only one day. I was told I could still do my driving job after a day of rest, but NO lifting. That meant my caregiving job is on hold for the time being. So I find myself screaming "BACK" to work. Please be nice and let me get back to my caregiving buddies I miss them. |