So here’s a good one for you. I finally bit the bullet and set an appointment with my bone-cracking doctor. I choose afternoon appointments for reasons to do with work – my world is less busy in the afternoon. Unfortunately, with afternoon appointments you always absorb the day’s irregularities, if you’re seen on time by your doctor in the afternoon, you’ve lucked out.
So as is usual, I’m still sitting in the waiting room an hour after my appointment time. I’m having the “screw this, get up and walk out” and “but you need the adjustment, the pain is finally too much” debate… In other words, I am not a happy camper.
By the time I’m called back, I’m steaming – and that’s exactly when they take my pulse and blood pressure! Crime in Italy, Chuck – if there were a worse time to take vitals, I can’t think of it. I was so wound up they were only average! My pulse was 65, up 12 more than normal and my BP was 124/70… The only thing that did turn out right was my weight – 154.8, smack dab perfect.
So after about ten minutes in walks my doc who snaps my back into place and… Makes all that bullshit worth it. Oh my do I feel sooooo muuuuuuuch beeetttteeerrrr. Best five hours of sleep I’ve had in months last night.
And just in time for that 100 on Sunday.
More on the cause of that neck pain in a later post.