Fast forward to 1994 right after my daughter was
born. Oh my goodness, the pain. Shooting down my legs and nothing I did or
didn’t do seemed to make a difference.
That was the first time I went to a chiropractor. Dr. Bennett is a very nice man and he tried
his best to get my lower back to crack to no avail. It’s almost like it gets inflamed and swollen
and the vertebrae compress and pinch a nerve or something.
Eventually the pain went away and I was back to
about 95% of my old self. If you have
back problems, you know you are never 100% again.
So here it is 2013 and I've had about a dozen more backaches.
I’ve been to see doctors, specialists, chiropractors, and surgeons. I’ve had x-rays and MRI’s. I’ve done physical therapy – twice. Nothing seems to help. It just comes out of nowhere and it leaves
just as easily. When I have an episode,
I try to rest and take muscle relaxers and pain pills. I’m not sure if they actually help with the
pain but they do make me very tired so I sleep through it. In a few days, or a week, I’m back to about 90%
of my old self.
I can sympathize with anyone who has back pain; it
is excruciating. The back is one those
body parts that you use no matter what you are doing. Just this morning I drove my son to school
and I had a hard time turning my head to check for traffic. When you turn your head it pulls your back
muscles and it hurts. Picking up my leg
to put on my boot hurt my back so badly.
Just rolling over in bed makes me want to cry.
So I’m at home today, trying to rest and get back to
about 85% of my old self. Each time I
have an episode, it seems to chip away a little bit more of me.
Take care,
R. K. Avery
@RKAvery1
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