Sunday, July 17, 2005

I’m A Chiropractor!

So, I’m – uhmm –sitting in the bathroom this morning, minding my own business, and when I go to stand up – OW! – my lower back goes out. It is very painful. I have kind of a history with this sort of thing, but I’m willing to bet this has something to do with my 12 hour trip to Hell and Back on Saturday. I make it back to my room and finish getting dressed, which is really difficult. Since I’m still working on the kitchen I normally would go down and get something at the little market on Sundays. Well, I’ve got nothing in the house so I have to at least try. I look a little like a Neanderthal hobbling the 5 blocks to the market to get my coffee, muffin, and newspaper. Every step is painful, but I manage to make it back home where I sit on the front porch reading, drinking, and eating. When I go to stand up its OW! OW! OW! It seems to have just gotten worse.

I make my way to the couch and go on-line to see what’s up. I spend about a half hour sitting and again when I go to stand up it is just excruciating. Obviously sitting is not the answer. At the same time, I can’t just stand motionless in the room for the rest of the day. I decide to go for a short walk and get another cup of coffee. I don’t want to go back to the market because it just seems weird going back there so soon for a second cup of coffee. About a block away from the market is a little drive-through coffee shack. These little drive-throughs have been popping up like mushrooms around here for the past 2 years. It seems like you can’t swing a dead cat without hitting one these days.

I get about 3 blocks down the street and I am really in pain. I almost turn back. I decided to trudge on and I manage to get there, get my precious coffee, and start back. I get about half way home and notice that it is a little easier to walk. About 2 blocks from my house I make a turn instead of going home and decide to walk a little further. After about 5 blocks or so things are really starting to loosen up.

I ended up taking a long, long walk. I was probably gone close to an hour. I walked down some of my favorite streets and looked at some houses, stopped at 2 garage sales on the way, went to the Post Office to check the PO Box, and eventually made it back home. The back was still sore but I was able to walk like a real person and I could take 2 stairs at a time when I walked upstairs. If you ever see me only take one step at a time on a flight of stairs you know there is a problem.

I came back down stairs and realized I needed to return a rental movie. I rented “Million Dollar Baby”, which was a really great movie. I almost ready to call Clint Eastwood a national treasure. I may have to update my profile for this one. Anyway, I figured, what the hell. I’ll go for another walk. The rental place is only about 15 blocks away, but I got about half way there and ran in to one of the guys that works there. He was actually headed to work so I gave the DVD to him. So now what. It was a little after 11:00 so I decided to have lunch. I went to this little Taqauria (sp?) and got a burrito (Yummy!). Now came the moment of truth. I had to sit down and eat. Gingerly I slid in to the booth and read the paper while I ate, the whole time making sure I kept perfect posture. After about 20 minutes I stood up and things felt fine.

Two blocks away Empire Furniture opens at Noon, and it was a quarter to twelve now, so I decided to stroll through Old Town. The place was crawling with tourists. I spend a lot of time down there during the week and this place is usually a ghost town on Sundays, so it was a little odd to see all the families and the hustle and bustle of commerce. It was nice.

I went back to Empire Furniture and found nothing I couldn’t live without. Still it is fun to browse. The places is packed with antiques and newer items, architectural salvage pieces, and hours wares. It is in two turn-of-the-century buildings, covers 3 floors, and is a chaotic mess. I didn’t spend much time there and decided to make my way home. I have to cross 4th & 5th streets to get back to the residential side of the city. These 2 streets are each one-way, and 3 lanes wide. They make up the Highway 101 corridor through the city. As I go to cross 4th street I get about a third of the way and the light starts to turn. I break into to a jog to make it across before the light changes. As I’m doing this, I’m thinking to myself, “This is a mistake”. I just know I’m going to be in a lot of pain once I get to the other side. As it turns out, it seems to have popped something back into place. I’m like 90% by now. I walk the rest of the way home feeling pretty darn good.

I got home and soaked in the tub for a half hour or so, now I’m writing this, and next I’m going to go mow the lawn, and I may even make a dump run! Instead of take two aspirin and call me in the morning, it should be take 2 long walks and get back to work.


Editors Note: No dead cats where swung in the making of this blog entry.

5 comments:

Jocelyn said...

Maybe this happened from that long drive? I find walking very theraputic also, but this is quite an amazing tale. Glad you're better!

heather said...

Glad you're feeling better. NOTHING is worse than back pain when you are working on a house...but neck pain is probably a close second.

Now get back to work. :)

Suzanne said...

Greg, you're an iron man. I see you're getting theraputic use of that huge tub you put in last year. Congrats! Glad you're better, too - don't you have a floor to finish?

Kristin said...

Minus the back pain, that sounds like a lovely day. In Alabama, most things are so spread out that everybody drives everywhere. I love my little town that's small enough to actually walk places.

Trissa said...

I was dreading that the post would have a bad ending. Glad to hear your at 90%. I think I'll go for a long walk today so I don't re-sprain my back...