How Do Ya Spell Relief...

C-H-I-R-O-P-R-A-C-T-O-R. I bet you thought I was goin' to spell "Rolaids". These past three days I have been strugglin' with a pinched nerve in my neck and shoulder blade. I can't do a dang thing.

Ya see, back in my early 20's, I was crossin' a street in Lake George, New York and *smack* I was hit by a car. I didn't break one bone in my body, but I did need some stitches in my head which meant the ER doctor had to shave some of my hair off. What??? Then he pipes up, "You didn't break anything, but you're going to wish you did."

Gee thanks Doc, that's just what I wanted to hear. Not only will I wish I broke every bone in my body, I now have a bald spot AND a scar like Frankenstein. Great. Needless to say I was out of work for 4 months and Lake George is not on my list of favorite places to visit.

So here I am 20+ years later with the same pain in my neck. I occasionally have two pains in my neck, but my hubs hasn't been annoyin' me lately.

Usually my chiropractor does wonders but my visit with him yesterday didn't do much to alleviate the pain.

As I chatted today with my dear friend Blondie/Vintage Primitives she told me about an overdoor cervical traction device. She said it really helps. She also mentioned I will look like an idiot in it, but it's worth the blackmail from my hubs. Well heck how bad could it be? Besides I'm so desperate, I'm ready to try anythin'. I got on the horn and called into town to see if the medical supply store had one. They sure did, so hubs stopped and picked it up on his way home from work.

When he walked in the door he said "Oh, I can't wait to see you in this thing." At first it looked like some medieval torture contraption. My head is supposed to go in there? Its got metal bars, straps and pulleys. I don't think Houdini could get out of this one.

So tonight I will try this "device" and see if it helps relieve some of my discomfort. But first, I must hide the digital camera. I can't afford to be blackmailed.