As promised, a quick update on chiro, physio, etc.
The bottom line for the first few chiro appointments is that they were not fun. At one point, I could hardly walk.
I generally refuse - vehemently refuse - to take any kind of pain medication most of the time. But, when my brother looked at me and said, "You're hurtin', arencha?"
And I quickly shook my head and said, "Nah, I'm fine."
He replied with, "Liar! Here, take this. It's Ibuprophen." And handed me a bottle with little red pills in it.
He was right. I was hurting. I hated to say it, but he knew it.
It quickly turned into a three-day love affair with the little red pills. There may have been some red wine involved, too... Yes, I do believe there was...
There was other unexpected stuff, too... Let's just say the words "Mother nature", "surprise" and "excruciating pain" and leave it at that.
Three days later, I was back at Dr. Mike's and respectfully gave him hell.
He said, "This isn't unheard of... though it is uncommon." He said that most people don't feel anything to start... or maybe a bit of achiness... But generally, not a drastic reaction. He added that most women won't be honest enough to tell him about any "Mother Nature matters".
"Well, I'll tell you honestly, I almost didn't come back today. What did you do to me???" Not waiting for a response, I added, "Whatever it is, please back off!"
He said that the adjustments he had given me were actually quite gentle and promised to ease off. And he kept his word.
I have learned through this fitness and health journey that my natural tendency seems to be to push too hard, too fast, too soon. Whether it's a work out or medical treatment, things seem to work much better for me when the approach is simple, gentle and gradual, rather than shocking to my system.
I can be tough, but my body doesn't seem to need me to be quite so tough most of the time. If I treat it well... gently pushing and nudging it forward, it treats me well in return, slowly and steadily progressing. If I push it too hard, it hisses and spits, refusing to go anywhere.
If nothing else, this is a good life lesson for me.
The next few chiro appointments went much better. There have been moments with no leg pain, no knee pain and no back pain at all... I have remembered what it is like to feel like "me" again.
But so far, these are just moments... not days... Not yet, anyway.
I did go to Tim for a physio appointment last week and he has put me back on to squats again.
I never -- never EVER -- thought I'd be happy to be doing squats again.
But I am!
And they feel better than before... Not perfect, but definitely stronger.
I can't believe I am about to say this... I almost like doing them. (Gag!)
Do you see that, people? I do believe that is a teeny, tiny little light at the end of the tunnel! Stay tuned.... or you may just miss the upcoming post called "A return to running"!