I hate my back
Aug. 21st, 2002 10:32 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
joflasherAfter ignoring it for most of the summer, my back is taking its revenge. Headaches that never seem to completely go away no matter how much advil I take, a migrain that had me blind and puking at work last week, and now my left arm is numb from elbow to fingers.
Not that these problems are anything new. I've been having them or variations of them since I was about 16, when my brother gave me a concussion and a twisted upper spine. I've been dealing with this for years. That doesn't mean its any easier to live through.
The reason I'm dumb is, its avoidable. If I go to a competent chiropractor every month or so, I normally do fine. But I got lazy. I got busy and didn't want to take the time to go. I forgot what migrains felt like until one hit and I couldn't see, couldn't stand, couldn't stop throwing up and drilling a hole into my head seriously sounded like a good idea if it would have just let the pressure out. My insurance doesn't cover chiropractors and they are fairly expensive. I had a million and one reasons not to go. Now I have one very good reason to get off my ass and pay up. It is interfering with my work. And trying to get home on the subway/bus system when you have less than a quarter of your sight just sucks.
Wait, you say. That sounds pretty serious. Go to a real doctor. I have. Many times. Every time, they send me through the tube weany to take pictures of my skull. They take x-rays of my neck. They point and say "hey, look, the second vertebrae goes this way and the third goes that way and everything from the third down to your pelvis is shifted to compensate. How interesting. Here, have some pills. You'll be on them the rest of your life, since we can't straighten out a spine".
No thank you. Especially since a chiropractor CAN straighten out the mess enough that it doesn't matter and NONE of the fricken pills have ever worked. EVER. One set of them did make me sick all the time. I guess throwing up is better than being blind, racked with pain and throwing up. If that's a choice you can live with.
nuns pointed me out to his chiropractor the last time I ignored this for too long. The guy is good and managed to get things back under control in about 2 months, with me going every weekend. But he's up in Chelmsford and I can only really go on Saturdays. He's not open Saturday any more. So now I'm leaving work early today to go see him, hopefully to get things right enough that my arm works again and I'm not stuck popping advil like candy on vacation.
*sigh*
Now to decide if I have the concentration necessary to do any work today or if I should just give up and go home. Good thing I taught myself to type one handed all those years ago.
Not that these problems are anything new. I've been having them or variations of them since I was about 16, when my brother gave me a concussion and a twisted upper spine. I've been dealing with this for years. That doesn't mean its any easier to live through.
The reason I'm dumb is, its avoidable. If I go to a competent chiropractor every month or so, I normally do fine. But I got lazy. I got busy and didn't want to take the time to go. I forgot what migrains felt like until one hit and I couldn't see, couldn't stand, couldn't stop throwing up and drilling a hole into my head seriously sounded like a good idea if it would have just let the pressure out. My insurance doesn't cover chiropractors and they are fairly expensive. I had a million and one reasons not to go. Now I have one very good reason to get off my ass and pay up. It is interfering with my work. And trying to get home on the subway/bus system when you have less than a quarter of your sight just sucks.
Wait, you say. That sounds pretty serious. Go to a real doctor. I have. Many times. Every time, they send me through the tube weany to take pictures of my skull. They take x-rays of my neck. They point and say "hey, look, the second vertebrae goes this way and the third goes that way and everything from the third down to your pelvis is shifted to compensate. How interesting. Here, have some pills. You'll be on them the rest of your life, since we can't straighten out a spine".
No thank you. Especially since a chiropractor CAN straighten out the mess enough that it doesn't matter and NONE of the fricken pills have ever worked. EVER. One set of them did make me sick all the time. I guess throwing up is better than being blind, racked with pain and throwing up. If that's a choice you can live with.
nuns pointed me out to his chiropractor the last time I ignored this for too long. The guy is good and managed to get things back under control in about 2 months, with me going every weekend. But he's up in Chelmsford and I can only really go on Saturdays. He's not open Saturday any more. So now I'm leaving work early today to go see him, hopefully to get things right enough that my arm works again and I'm not stuck popping advil like candy on vacation.*sigh*
Now to decide if I have the concentration necessary to do any work today or if I should just give up and go home. Good thing I taught myself to type one handed all those years ago.
