The chiropractor literally rearranged the bones on my head today. The bump in the middle of my head (on top) has moved about an inch backward and to the right side of my body. I have divots in spots where I’ve never had them before. It feels almost like a shelf on top on the back right now – I actually dislike the shape of that part right now – and I, generally, do not recognize my own skull whenever I run my fingers through my hair.
It is a very, very weird feeling.
However, my head feels light in a way I cannot recall having ever felt it. It feels like pounds of weight have been removed fro my face and skull, weight I hadn’t even noticed was there, until it had been removed. I hope and suspect the bones will continue to shift in the coming days, possibly weeks. I see the chiropractor again twice in the next week and a half, which likely will include more work on the skull.
She asked me if I had had an accident in which I’d hit my head, because of how everything was sitting. I told her that I hadn’t had any that I knew. Since starting to see her, I have recalled that I had not just one but two traumatic bangs of the head, and one third bang that was possibly also a factor in all of this. All of them were by the age of 11, the most traumatic being the last of them.
(Keep in mind that these were not concussions or anything, but were still hard hits that messed with my muscles and bones. I didn’t not receive any medical treatment that I’d needed at the time. It was merely the kind of stuff that gets brushed off once the bump goes away for two of them. For the third, I went to the ER. It took so long for them to see me, though, that my mom had worked out the intense pains and problems – she’s a massage therapist and does energy work and all – before a doctor ever even looked at me. The slammed-shut jaw was no longer stuck shut, and I could talk normally and without pain again, so they sent me home. Anyway, I’ve some interesting things to consider these next several days. And yes, it is literally all in my head. Haha
We have finally worked out, it seems, a safe an effective way of having my neck stretched and releasing the somewhat compressed vertebrae in my neck and, even, upper and middle back. Golly, did that feel amazing when those three stretches released all those tight spots – just wow. I can tell that I still have a few more spots in that area, but we don’t want to shift too much too fast, so we’ll let it all set a bit over the next few days, and then reevaluate.
We have almost figured out how to release my lower back, just not quite. Several vertebrae did release down low, but the two that are kind of rotated toward each other did not release. I felt them get so close, I could almost feel the relief. Alas, they held on in the end. But this adjustment was loads closer to getting them back to place than we’ve had recently. God, of it be your will, please, allow my full spine to resettle into its best form soon, allowing me to pursue your will most effectively with my body fully intact and thriving. Help me, too, always to honor my body and, therefore, you and your creativity and creation. In your name, I pray. Amen.
… but do we listen?
When the body stops working for you, what do you do? What can you do?
I truly believe it is a demanded chance for us to rest, not to push ourselves so hard as we have been lately, so hard as what made the body want so desperately to take a break (almost literally). If we don’t rest, it is all too likely to grow even worse, if not now, then soon enough.
Our bodies are speaking to us always, and not merely about what’s going on on the outside in life…
I find myself not wanting to exercise or go to the gym. And I’m noticing how similarly it feels to before I had adjustments from a chiropractor, specifically a certain spinal adjustment. Afterward, I felt taller, and unbound from something I hadn’t known was binding me for quite some time. I actually wanted to exercise, then. I actually felt like doing it… in a way I hadn’t in years.
And so feel so much like that pre-adjustment time right now, when the idea of physical exercise feels exhausting. Where it feels like I’m tied up, somehow, like the puppet strings are all knotted up, limiting motion… I don’t feel terrible, but I don’t feel well and I don’t feel myself and I definitely don’t feel like working out. I just seem to want to curl up in bed and rest, really.
Thank you, God, for this appointment on Thursday. Please, please, let it be exactly what my body (and mind) need(s). In your name, I pray. Amen.
‘There you go.
‘It was your talus.
‘Should be good now.’
Ugh. I am certainly grateful, but stinking chiropractors, making my major worries the past weeks suddenly seem stupid. Just ugh.
Hopefully, I’ll be able to function fully again after another few days or so, though! Cautiously optimistic and looking forward to it!
Y’all…, I had a child-sized root wet float this evening, and, for the past couple hours since, I have felt sick to my stomach. Definitely in that gray area that is much too close to vomiting than I prefer. As we know, vomiting is one of the most miserable things for me in life, and I make strong efforts to stay away from it.
That being said, though I have always loved rootbeer floats, I do not foresee my having many more in the near future. Not that I have processed sugar or dairy or sodas almost at all, but still…, Whenever I do have something outside of my norm now, it is not likely to be a rootbeer float.
Okay, but why??? Butt, why???
I’m about to go to bed, a touch late, and I have an early start tomorrow, despite its being a Saturday. Suddenly, my lower, lower guts begin to ache. My belly is swollen, 99% likely with gas. And then, even more suddenly, the area just upward/inside of my anus begins to hurt. The kind of hurt that make sitting sound near impossible. I’m moving slowly, now, and still have to all my stretches, and then lie down in bed… will I be able I handle it? Gosh, I hope so, because I am exhausted. And this whole situation is practically the epitome of my body telling me that it is exhausted. Naturally, that means it prevents me from helping it with more sleep…
Sometimes, nature seems like it dropped a few brain cells somewhere along the way… 😛
A somewhat recent acquaintance of mine is a chiropractor. I asked him last night, as he had told me to ask whenever I wanted his help, if he could look into a sharp pain I was getting in my left elbow (not for the first time, but the first time in months). The casual deftness and gentleness with which he evaluated, pressed, prodded, rotated, shifted, squeezed, and popped the various parts and muscles of my arm, wrist, elbow, and shoulder had me blown away. And, after he fiddled around so gently and calmly, doing what all he was doing with my arm as he made a running commentary about how tight this or that was, my arm felt a hundred times better. When I went and tested the exact movement that had been causing the sharp pain each time, the pains were gone. Only a slight dullness remained at one single point in the movement, the point with the highest level of stress on my elbow. But it wasn’t painful; just tired-feeling. All-in-all, it was an amazing experience with an utterly relieving (physically and mentally) outcome.
Though this acquaintance himself has little to do with this next statement, what he did last night has everything to do with it.
I think I might want to marry a chiropractor.
Why does all the bad and annoying have to happen one right after the other in life? Ugh.
So, I got sick. So, I can’t go exercise. Then I couldn’t sleep. Then all the crap feelings combined with my living alone, and I was lonely. Then I was miserable because I was sick and alone, and it was even worse. Then I couldn’t make food, which made everything worse, including my recovery time. Then, as I think I am recovering, my lower back seizes up while stretching it out, and I’m in varying degrees of pain there.
What will tomorrow bring for my body?? Please, God and Universe, let it be full wellness…
Oh, and did I mention that there were somehow fleas in my bed, biting me? I don’t even have a pet…
O-o-o-oh, sometimes, it causes me to tremble…, tremble… tremble…
Perhaps one of the most powerful expressions of sadness and pain – an expression that communicates clearly to and elicits reaction from onlookers – is the unexpected tremble of the lips.
That powerful, easy, comfortable part of the body, somehow losing its ability just to hang out, hang around… it takes no effort for our lips just to exist. Perhaps that is what makes that tremble so powerful, so effecting… our pain is so great, that not even our effortless body parts can remain calm, they shake with the volume of such pain.