I've been going to a chiropractor. I see him three times a week bc I like giving money to a guy who could literally pop my head off.
I didn't believe I really needed a chiro. I didn't believe they worked! I thought they were all crooked.I still think most are.
Then last year Matt messed up his back something fierce. A friend gave him the name of a chiro that could fix him. ("Ya right." I thought.) He came home after the first visit and said, "He wants me to come in 3 times a week." I can't remember my exact reaction but I'm sure rolling of the eyes and "Of course he does." In a super sarcastic tone all happened.
Crazy thing though. He fixed Matt. Now Matt knows exactly what it feels like when his back isn't right. It doesn't cause him pain like before but he knows if something is barely out of whack. He now has a properly functioning back and goes once a week to maintain that.
Back to my story. The chiro showed me my X-rays. Sure enough. My atlas was out of alignment. (I gathered this bc of the head stands.) I also had 3 vertebrae out of alignment in my thoracic area. Three! I had no idea.
I have lived however long with these 3 verts all messed up. Who knows what all I could have alleviated had I just tried the chiro. Had I given him ample time to do what he does.
I left that day wishing he could fix me in one crack. "That would save some money!" I thought.
But that isn't how it works. Some things take time. I have to see him 3 times a week for a month, at least. He told me, "My goal is to fix you in as little time as possible." I nearly hugged him. I can appreciate very much, being told that.
On Wednesday, he cracked me and I felt great. On Thursday, I turned my head during yoga & it cracked all the way up. I felt instant burning and then a slight headache. Awesome.
So I made an appt to see him on a day I wasn't supposed to. Getting well can be 5 steps forward and 6 steps back sometimes. Nothing good or worth fighting for is always positive steps. Think about that. Marriage? Nope. Parenting? Nope. Our faith? Nope. We make great strides only to have a bad week and we eat crap. You and the spouse have a date night planned and you end up fighting over stupid stuff as you are getting ready. You wake up saying, "Today. Today I will not lose my temper." And before you leave the house for school you have yelled, threatened and cried.
Forwards and backwards. Like the ocean. The waves never stop. They never give up.
So if you are trying to improve your life? Give that chiro a fighting chance. Give Plexus a real fighting chance. Forgive yourself when you fail. We are running a race friends. Your health is worth the battle. Lace up the shoes. Grab a buddy & keep going. Don't be afraid to walk.
Remember! At least you are moving.