WOW !!! REALLY I MEAN WOW

Sometimes we go through life with preconceived opinions that have no basis.

"I don't like squash."
"What don't you like about it?"
"Never had it but anything named "squash" can't be good."

Those kind of things and yes, I have been guilty. That squash thing was for real with me. A childhood logic that grew into adulthood with me.

For the past month, I have been in a bunch of pain from my sciatic nerve. I could still move but I looked a bit like Igor, the horror movie side kick, as I lurched about.

For several week I gave arthritis the credit for the pain but lately as it started going down my leg, I realized it was sciatica. I'd had it over 20 years ago when I herniated a disc and knew it could take a long time to get better.

With my heart condition, I can't take any pain pills outside of Tylenol which wasn't really effective. I was not a happy camper.

When I was in for my cardio check up on Thursday, my doctor said that my blood pressure was up. I asked if pain could cause that and he said for sure. We then discussed my pain symptoms. When I mentioned my leg pain his eyes flew open and he said,  "Girl, you need to see a chiropractor."

I never thought I'd ever hear those words from an actual doctor for I thought they gave that type of treatment little credit.  He then told me he'd had the same thing and a chiropractor put him right. He was so enthused that he made an appointment for me right then with one in town for the next day.

Well I had never been to one and really thought they were kind of the witch doctors of medicine. I never gave them any credence.  It was his enthusiasm and me being sick of being in pain that led me to accept the appointment.

A good friend's husband had used this particular chiropractor a few years ago
and swore he kept him from having back surgery. So I went with a half  open if  a
bit dubious mind.

Turned out he was good looking and had a great manner which were on the positive side. To my delight, he didn't crack my bones but used a variety of equipment and non-cracking moves on me. A sonogram, hip pressure, a deep massaging machine, and something that felt for all the world like a tiny jack hammer were his tools of choice.

He schooled me on muscles, nerves and how to sit. Don't sit with your knees higher than your hips folks. He mentioned couches are the worst offenders and mine certainly is.

When he was finished, I really didn't feel any dramatic improvement but neither was I worse and they set me up for twice a week appointments that I wasn't sure I'd follow up with.

Still not sold, I went home and took a 20 minute nap.  When I woke up the WOW moment arrived. I was almost pain free and I could walk with a totally
normal gait. My Igor, crab like walk was gone. I couldn't believe the improvement.

Now there were still a few twinges but mercy, I was SO much better than before I went to him.  My low opinion of chiropractors has ratcheted up dramatically.

That was on Friday.  Saturday I back-slid a little bit by probably trying to do too much and by Sunday I slid a wee bit more but was still much better than before.  Igor is still walking straight with just a tiny limp but definitely not lurching.
Yes I will be going back. Kind of sorry Monday is a holiday.

Have you ever had an unfounded, preconceived opinion that was later proven mostly or even completely false?  I keep finding that I am not too old to learn.

Oh yes, I eventually tried squash a few years ago and it wasn't half bad.

Hope you have a great Memorial day and take time to honor those who gave all. I certainly will.

Those of you in the path of Alberto, stay safe.