The Chiropractor

I'm not afraid of many things (except heights, spiders, and thinking a shark will bite me while swimming in the ocean!!) but for some reason I was afraid of the chiropractor. Not like sweaty afraid, but it was in the back of my mind. I told him so he would go easy on me. Anyway, he definitely made me feel comfortable and also confirmed that I have a lot of problems in my upper back, neck and my jaw. He did his thing which were the manipulations with his hands and that machine thingy that punches you, I liked that thing, even on my jaw. He spent the whole half hour with me.

It felt totally fine with my back. With my neck I was nervous but it didn't hurt (nothing like signing away a consent form that you understand a manipulation in the cervical region can cause a stroke). I would be okay never having my neck dealt with but I know it is so connected to my jaw issues. My posture sucks and photography makes it a billion times worse. Heavy camera around the neck and sitting hunched over at the computer.

With my jaw I was afraid he was going to do a sudden movement to get it back into place but nope, it is going to take a lot of work. I really, really hope that I will be able to properly open my mouth again due to the pain factor and also, eating food in really small pieces isn't my favourite thing to do. I have to go see him again on Friday. I don't notice my jaw being any different at all but I really hope he can fix it. The pain I feel on my right side is like I've been punched in the face. I mean, I could live the rest of my life like this but it sure would not be ideal! Also, I would likely never be able to get my teeth cleaned again because they couldn't get in there!

Anyway, I survived. We'll see how Friday goes. Also, Gary and I are having a date night Friday!! So excited, we are going to the movies!! I'm thinking either 50/50 or Moneyball. Any recommendations?

Bon nuit.

Love, Louise

PS My husband is great. I had to provide a snack today at a mom's group and when I came downstairs this morning, Gary had cut up all the fruits and veggies for me before he left for work. Nice guy.