pain, adjustment, stream of consciousness, coffee…

perfect symmetry

so here i am at another coffee shop, another cup of steaming java, late friday afternoon, barry at a high school track meet taking pictures for his newspaper job.  me writing before he retrieves me just because it’s fun, playin’ with stream of consciousness writing, just because.

so here you are reading another blog before you high-tail into your weekend and what are your plans?

just had a fabulous chiropractic adjustment at superior family chiropractics, bless their adjusting hearts, i do love them so.  it turns out the pain i’ve been experiencing lately merely involves a twisted sacrum, swollen ligaments and a kinked-up lower back.

perfect alignment

oh, guess i haven’t told you about my pain lately. sorry.  too many other things to tell you in blogs.

want to hear a funny story? ok, maybe you won’t think it’s funny.  on tuesday limped out of the doctor’s office after telling him, “i’m here to see if i have a dread disease.”  he laughed, probably because it sounded so honest and real and not what people usually say because they’re too afraid to even utter the words “dread disease” out loud, and he felt the lower back and said, “oh my goodness, your ligaments on the left side are swollen” and “i am thinking you need chiropractic and massage and physical therapy” and i said, “forget physical therapy; we’re too poor.”

he ordered all these tests (of which you shan’t be bored to hear) and so far all of them have come back normal, but who knows?  so i’m driving the car down into town pondering whether to get a massage sometime soon.  “what do you think, universe?” i ask, but the universe remains typically silent.

perfect cutlery. (what else did you expect from a stream of consciousness blog?)

get out of the car, walk in an auto body shop, another long story which you won’t hear because it’s not very relevant to the current story, when simultaneously a young woman walks in wearing a “back to basics message therapy” t-shirt, no kidding.

she then utters–seriously–it’s almost comical how the universe answers sometimes.  she utters, “gosh, my client just canceled!” and out of these lips come the words, “hey, i need a massage, could i get in?”

and the nice young girl takes me in off the street and massages the swollen ligaments and, yes, the rest of the body, too and the pain ceases for two hours, bless her heart, before the pain starts again.

so now it’s friday, how many days later, and i’ve just been adjusted by jinny, the chiropractor, even though kemmy is my usual adjusting sweetheart.  and now, guess what?

no pain.

let’s hope it disappears forever, or at least for three hours, just so we’re gaining, you know.  another appointment scheduled for next week, along with another massage and, yes, it’s time to get serious about yoga again and maybe deep breathing and better alignment with the universe, amen, and hope your weekend involves a straight spine.