Thursday and Friday night were wonderful for me, no backaches whatsoever, and I slept soundly. But as I was getting dressed Saturday morning, I bent over to put a sock on and was suddenly hit by the most excruciating pain I had felt in a long, long time. It felt like it did before my nerve ablations were done in June. My first thought was that the nerve had regenerated, which I know can happen anywhere from six months to a couple of years out. It was so bad that I needed my cane to get around again, and even took a pain pill, neither of which I have done in months.
It got progressively worse during the day, and I texted Melony Thomas, my chiropractor, to ask if she was in the office in Edgewater or one of the other at Coastal Integrative Healthcare offices. She texted back and said she was in Orange City, but she would meet me at the Edgewater office. I know it is at least a 30 mile drive, and I didn’t want her to do that. But she insisted that it was all right. It was only as we were getting ready to go to the office that I realized it was Saturday and they were closed. I felt terrible calling her at home on a weekend, but Melony is an amazing woman, and not only a doctor, but our friend. She gave me an adjustment and said the problem was not spinal but a pulled muscle. Saturday night was rough for me, but between the adjustment, pain pills, and a Tens unit, I think I’m making some headway. My back is trashed in so many ways that it’s not just one thing, it’s a whole bunch of different problems all standing in line waiting their turn to give me grief.
On a happier note, look what I got in the mail. And it even came gift wrapped! It’s the second book in my friend Patrick O’Donnell’s Cops and Writers series, which are an excellent reference for authors and screenwriters. Patrick recently retired from a big city police department, and he runs the Cops and Writers group on Facebook. His first Cops and Writers book, From the Academy to the Street, focused on how one starts their career as a police officer, with a ton of good information that every crime or mystery author can use, as well as stories from Patrick’s own experiences on the street. This new book Cops and Writers Crime Scenes and Investigations, covers how a rookie detective is trained, and divisions within a detective bureau, including Homicide, Sensitive Crimes, Robbery, and Arson. There is also information on firearms and other weapons used in law enforcement, and so much more. Whether you’re an author or just someone who is interested in how and why the police do the things they do to protect and serve, Patrick’s books are well worth the read. You can order them on Amazon as either e-books or print books. But they don’t come with Patrick’s special gift wrap.
Besides listening to me snivel and whine, and doing an amazing job of taking care of me, Miss Terry has been busy weaving. I love the colors on her latest project, which is a table runner. And for dinner, she made delicious cheese tortellini with homemade meat sauce. Everything she does, she does to perfection. And even on my worst days, when I’m hurting bad and feeling sorry for myself, she makes it all better. In case you don’t know, I love this woman with all my heart.
A little before 7:30 we went outside to see the rocket launch carrying four astronauts to the International Space Station. That’s always a thrill.
And finally, here’s a chuckle to start your day from the collection of funny signs we see in our travels and that our readers share with us. I guess unless you are a disabled elderly pregnant child, you can’t go to the bathroom here.
Thought For The Day – What screws us up most in life is the picture in our head of what we think it is supposed to be.
Nick,
As one who has had five back surgeries and a hip replacement, I cringed as the depiction of your back pain brought back images of this old, fat man lying in bed with level 10 pain, threatening a (250 lb. +) township cop if he so much as touched me, while the ambulance crew waited to take me to the hospital. Poor guy was only there to help because of his size and mine!
I haven’t been to a chiropractor since back surgery #2, after the surgeon showed me the mass of material that the chiropractor had been squeezing out of my L3/L4 disk. Another “adjustment” by a chiropractor could have crippled me for life. No thanks! I know they help many; but not me.
Nina and I remember being Snow Fresh vendors at your first ever Gypsy Rally in Lakeland, FL. Those were good days! Retirement has given me time to publish “War Babies in a Small Town,” and I’ve started a second book that is progressing slowly.
Happy Trails,
Fred