I went to see the chiropractor today. I was surprised to see that the address she gave me was a house. She converted her garage into a little sanctuary that is air-conditioned, decorated with flowers, and the room was filled with jazz music. Not bad. She was actually very nice and thorough. I even received a little therapy with my consultation. According to her findings, I’m crooked. My shoulders are misaligned and so are my hips. Awesome. Anyway, I’m going back to see her tomorrow and so far I’m feeling slightly better after my visit. Maybe this will force me to get back into pilates and strengthen my “core”.

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I was browsing through some websites the other day and found this link. I have bad habits #2 and #4. You would think that as a therapist I would listen to my own advice…stretch, strengthen, and use good body mechanics. Eh…what do I know? Just six months ago, I drew him some figures of how to stretch his back. I guess it’s time for me to find those stick drawings.

I don’t know what exactly happened but yesterday I got to work and noticed that my back was a little sore. As the day progressed it bothered me more and more. Now I’m at the point of waking up to find myself unable to put my pants on without leaning on the bed. I even wimpered and cried a bit this morning. I haven’t had it this bad since the first time my back went out over 4 years ago. I didn’t treat any kids today and waddled my way around the school all day. Luckily I was in meetings all day but somehow that makes it a little worse when I have to get up out of the chair again. Just call me granny…that’s literally what I look like when I’m walking around the house…one hand on my back, hunched over, feet in the waddle position, and a funny grimace on my face. *sigh* I’m only 30 and already walking around like I’m 75. Fortunately, I got an appointment with a chiropractor who takes my insurance. It’ll be awesome if it turns out that I can get massages whenever I want for a mere $15 co-pay. But for now, I’ll be happy just to put my pants on.

On Sunday, we stopped by the Magical House to pick up the dog.  Before leaving, my mom handed us a container filled with spicy ground chicken to take home.  When we got home, I decided to make dinner.  Huh?  Me cooking?  Yes, I actually prepared Thai yellow curry and a chicken/cabbage dish that my mom used to make for me all the time.  So, we actually sat down on Sunday night for some home cookin’ consisting of my two dishes, my mom’s chicken dish, and some rice.  Ah…it almost felt like I was eating at the Magical House.  By the way, Jes was rather impressed…no gagging or grimacing noted.  😉