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My back was an absolute mess earlier this week. After some intense yard work (but not THAT intense) on the weekend, I went in to work feeling just punky-dory on Monday. Around 10 am I started feeling a little knot which I stretched while at my desk. During a meeting the tension there seems to grow steadily. After the meeting I was walking down the hall and I had shooting pain on my left side- something was seriously amiss.
I policed up my things and headed home- I could feel something was seriously wrong. I contemplated my options- go home and rest and wait, so to the doctor and see about pain pills and muscle relaxants, or try a chiropractor. This occasion, I felt, merited a new try. I'd never felt this sort of thing before, so acute, and out of place. I knew something was physical out of place and physically wrong- I needed someone to FIX it. I got home and found the closest chiropractor. It turned out we had bumped into each other while I was out walking the dogs and he was walking to his office. He described my dogs perfectly. The first day he could do very little as the muscles were too locked to shift, but he completely changed my opinion of chiropratering.
He was feeling my back to see where exactly the problem was, but there was too much swelling and tension to isolate it. So he went to my front and felt down my rib cage on the left side. He found something and then said- "This will hurt at least a little" and pressed on the spot where a rib joined my sternum. I had no idea that spot would be tender so I asked him how he knew. "Well, this rib is about a quarter of an inch forward compared to the other ones- your back muscles have pulled that rib out of place." I will never doubt that this is a practice worthy of a true physician again.
The next day after an amazing neck cracking (from no side-to side motion to a solid 45+ degrees in either direction) I went to the mall for a Chinese style chair-massage. The guy was right off the plane- spoke no English at all, so to sort out what I wanted was a point and nod kind of affair. Afterwards I asked his name. "Steve", he told me. "Riiigghhhtt..." I answered and tried to ask him his real name, what city he was from, when he'd arrived in the States, all to no avail. I even failed to find out if they offered gift certificates (they did but it took a second walk past and pointing to the sign on the door saying "Gift Certificates Available" to make myself understood).
Wednesday I had another good correction at the chiro, and finally got myself back to the office.
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I policed up my things and headed home- I could feel something was seriously wrong. I contemplated my options- go home and rest and wait, so to the doctor and see about pain pills and muscle relaxants, or try a chiropractor. This occasion, I felt, merited a new try. I'd never felt this sort of thing before, so acute, and out of place. I knew something was physical out of place and physically wrong- I needed someone to FIX it. I got home and found the closest chiropractor. It turned out we had bumped into each other while I was out walking the dogs and he was walking to his office. He described my dogs perfectly. The first day he could do very little as the muscles were too locked to shift, but he completely changed my opinion of chiropratering.
He was feeling my back to see where exactly the problem was, but there was too much swelling and tension to isolate it. So he went to my front and felt down my rib cage on the left side. He found something and then said- "This will hurt at least a little" and pressed on the spot where a rib joined my sternum. I had no idea that spot would be tender so I asked him how he knew. "Well, this rib is about a quarter of an inch forward compared to the other ones- your back muscles have pulled that rib out of place." I will never doubt that this is a practice worthy of a true physician again.
The next day after an amazing neck cracking (from no side-to side motion to a solid 45+ degrees in either direction) I went to the mall for a Chinese style chair-massage. The guy was right off the plane- spoke no English at all, so to sort out what I wanted was a point and nod kind of affair. Afterwards I asked his name. "Steve", he told me. "Riiigghhhtt..." I answered and tried to ask him his real name, what city he was from, when he'd arrived in the States, all to no avail. I even failed to find out if they offered gift certificates (they did but it took a second walk past and pointing to the sign on the door saying "Gift Certificates Available" to make myself understood).
Wednesday I had another good correction at the chiro, and finally got myself back to the office.
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