For the most part I have pretty good kids. Well more so Shorty the six year old. But I know that in years it will change. You know, no more public loving for fear of embarrassment. Or the I hate yous because her shirt just doesn’t go with her pants and it’s all my fault. I’m prepared thankfully because of Jelly Bean and Wild Child. However I take my little moment when I can get them from the rambunctious six year old. She made me a card the other day. She done it all on her own which is great. But she really needs to work on putting her letters the correct way. Check it out:
I love it.. it says “I hope you get detter”. Now of course when I read that I thought, I hope you get deader. I laughed. It’s a simple mistake but nonetheless it’s still a very funny mistake. I love my physique. I’m slim and trim. I could swing the bald look too. You see she’s improved the artistic side in her. In this one, I look like an onion with eyes. But it’s the thought that counts.
I love catching people off guard. I love seeing the expressions in their faces when they have no idea how to respond. This morning I greeted my country DR with a Good Morning Sunshine. The expression on his face was priceless. He didn’t know what to say. I loved it. Now I must come up with something else before Monday. Any suggestions?
Giggles
Another back popping session down. Ahhhh I can look to the left again. I can sit in an upright position. Best of all, I can walk without being stooped over like a 90 year old woman. It’s good to feel good again. Though I know I’m not where near back to normal, but it’s still a good feeling not to hurt every waking hour of the day.
Yesterday I got the biggest giggle out of my father in law. He’s so goofy at times. He entered a contest for a Ford Mustang. He was telling us that if he won it also included a trip to Las Vegas and included Las Vegas hotel reservations and some cash. His eyes lit up. But then we started cracking on him about how conservative his is with his money and how he would be complaining about the price of gas. He sheepishly agreed that paying a lot for gas would sting for him. I just giggled.
Thank You!!
I would like to take this opportunity to thank the person who sent me a donation through my blog. You know who you are. And you have no idea how much it means to me that you done such a random act of kindness. You are an angel and I’m so happy to have you in my life. With your help and kindness, I can pay for one more treatment for my back!! I love ya!! Thank you!!!
What a world of difference 24 hours is. Yesterday was my second back treatment. The DR told me that I should be able to tell a difference today. And boy what he right. Being in the upright position hasn’t hurt near as bad. I actually done a little housework. However with my warden near my side, I wasn’t allowed to do too much. Which I guess is good, I don’t want a set back.
The temps today were cold. It was snowing off and on all day. I crawled up on the couch about noon with a warm blanket and my pillows. Before I knew it I was asleep. I probably would have slept much longer if my mother hadn’t of called me.
Right now, hubby is assisting in supper duties. I got everything ready all he has to do is take it out of the oven. Got to hurry up and finish my work today so I can help Shorty with her reading. Then we got to find out when Wild Child’s field trip is. The letter we got has two different dates on it, the 28th and the 29th. So much to do, so little time.
My backside has become best friends with a donut. This little gem is a life saver.
Although I’d rather have this donut plastered on my ass.
Although it’s not very appealing to the eye, and to some would be quite embarrassing, it’s rather comfy. Upon the Doc’s advice I stopped in today after my treatment and picked up one. Hubby made a remark about the size I got. I seen two sizes, one smaller and one bigger. While I do not have a whale’s ass, I’m fairly confident that in the years to come my horizons will be expanding. Just as they have the other women in my family. He of course thought it would be funny to mention that I went with the wide load version and asked me if I had done it in anticipation of expanding. Yep sure did. Plus I thought of it like buying a new car, you don’t want to cram a whole family in a small compact car, so to ensure elbow (or ass) room you upgrade to the midsize sedan right?
The funny thing is, I have to carry it around to different areas of the house. Say I’m in the living room, but it’s time for supper. (I’m a big stickler for dinner at the table) I go in, sit down on the hard wooden chairs, and it dawns on me, I forgot butt buddy. I ask one of the kids to retrieve it. I have thought about putting velcro on my butt and the donut. That way its always around when I need it. LOL
See even in times of pain, I can still find humor in the dorkiest things. But after all laughter is the best medicine.
First off I would like to thank everyone for your gracious comments you left in the post below. Last night I was just hurting too bad to respond. Today’s treatments went a little better. About an hour later I was able to move my neck a little more to the left. Big improvement. However tonight it’s hurting again, so I’m just taking it easy. I did manage to find a picture online of one of the problems I am having. From the picture below you will see that a normal neck has a natural curve to it. Mine has no curve and is straight, therefore the cushions and supports are not working properly and causing tremendous pain plus the inability to hold my head up.
Pictures courtesy of Choice Chiropractic.
Today I did feel a little bit more strong for a few hours after treatment. I actually done a small load of dishes. That’s a huge accomplishment for myself. I also went and bought my tail bone a donut to rest upon. The Dr was right, this thing is my new best friend. It takes all the pressure off of my tail bone and my spine. Bravo Dr.
I do not have any treatments tomorrow. He gave me the day off. I think he’s a little tired of all the questions I have. He’s a country DR and you can tell that he’s not used to someone asking so many questions, however if I don’t know something I will ask questions. He did tell me though that I am looking at several weeks and even months of therapy to fix it. He said that the goal is to straighten it out and keep it in the right place. I’m not certain what will happen if it doesn’t stay where it’s supposed to.
In spite of everything I’m going through I got some awesome news. Remember when I made the video for the Bed in a Box? I won. I won a queen size memory foam mattress and foundation. I am so looking forward to testing that baby out. Maybe it will straighten out my collar bones and they will be even now. Woo Hoo.
I’m falling apart at the seams. Literally I am. I decided to go to a Chiropractor today. I had to find out what is wrong with my neck, upper back and my tail bone. Hubby used this same Doctor when he had a car wreck several several years ago (before we met). Hubby proceeded to tell me what he would do. He had me scared shitless before I went inside. But I knew that I needed to push all that aside and find out.
I go in, the DR has me undress and starts poking around and asking questions. He pushed the top of my head and I about came unglued on his ass. I started crying. He asked me if it hurt then asked me again. Uh huh. He then asks me to follow him across the room for some nice body shots. Wrong shots get your head outta the gutter. X-rays sillies. He disappears into this little room the size of a broom closet and appears with my photos. Then he gets this look over his face. I start panicking when he left the room. He reappears and starts explaining what’s wrong with me.
First things first. My tail bone is broke. It’s not whole. It’s not correct. I pretty much already knew that, but the confirmation felt better. He (the DR) tells me nothing can be done and that I most likely have arthritis in that region. He also tells me that a sitting donut would become my new best friend. Oh Goody!!
Then he moves to the other two films. This is where things got serious all of a sudden. The reasoning behind my neck problems is I have no support to hold my head up. That would explain the everlasting pain when I sit upright and try to be normal. He explained that where my neck should curve it’s more straight. And that the (I don’t have a clue the medical terminology) cushions that are supposed to stick straight out are bend down, therefore my neck can not support my head.
The upper part of my back is out of line pretty bad. He showed us these little dots that represent something major, mine were all over the place. They are supposed to be all in a straight line. Not mine. He said that’s why my back is so sore to the touch and why a lot of the ailments I have are taking place.
I was whisked away to a room where I had an electronic device hooked up to send electricity to the muscles that are rubber band tight. That felts ok. I had hubby laughing because I told him (and eventually the DR) that I felt like I was being hooked up to be electrocuted. Just like in the Green Mile (remember that movie). Then I got dressed and was put face down. The DR brings in this contraption that looks like a potato gun. He applies direct heat to my ass. It felt wonderful really.
I am then led back to the room I started in. I was told to climb up on this table that was sitting vertical. I asked him (Dr) if he was going to pull me apart. It looked mid evil and strange. He took out this little thingy and stuck it to the hot spots in my back and started pushing. I started crying. I already told him that area was super tender and I have a low tolerance to pain. He done it anyways.
I am happy I found out what is causing me so much pain. But now I’m bummed because of the financial burden I am fixing to put on my family. I mean there’s times when feeding them is hard. Now I have to add a ton of treatments that I can’t afford, but have to go to. I do not want to end up crippled because I can’t get the treatments done. It’s costly. $35 a visit and most likely for the first few weeks I have to go every single day. I go back tomorrow. I guess I will go until I can’t afford it anymore or sell my soul for it. I am desperate to get my life back. To go from someone who lives outdoors to someone couch ridden is a hard pill to swallow.
I want my life back. To hike with the girls, to play basketball with them and pass the football to Shorty. I want to be able to plant our garden and enjoy feeling the earth between my fingers. I just want my old body back. But in order to do this, I have to do the treatments and it’s going to take several months to get any results.
Until I can hold my head up with out pain, I won’t be online as much. I will check in, but not too much. I do love and cherish each and every one of you and thank you for all you have done for me.
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