85% Better

 I'm still waking up stiff, but whatever the chiropractor did yesterday seems to have actually WORKED, which I only funny because I said to Shawn that I was pretty sure we'd dipped into the realm of quack this last time.  

The assistant did this completely bizarre "treatment" on my neck yesterday that basically seemed to involve scraping my neck with a metal bar.  I mean, not painfully, but seriously how could metal bar scraping have been the cure I was waiting for?

And yet it seems to have been.

I woke up in the middle of the night last night because the cat was barfing and I realized as I was lying there waiting to fall back asleep, that while it was still pretty uncomfortable to roll over on my side, I was lying on my back PAIN FREE.  I can now also sit upright PAIN FREE.  I can walk around with my head up and it doesn't feel like my nerves along my back and arm are on fire. It also helps, I think, that I got some specific exercises to do for 

Now, watch me jinx this by talking about it, but even if there's some backwards movement now, I feel like I can SEE what recovery looks like finally.

There is hope of getting to my birthday not feeling like an 89 year-old cripple. Yay!

In other news, our beta died.  I think now the problem is that that he was conditioning tanks that had stood empty for so long. I need to try some feeder fish in there again and see if we can't get over this hump. I'd like to have actual, living fish in the tanks for our Thanksgiving guests.  

Okay, that was creepy.  I was sitting here writing and all of a sudden the phone rang.  I picked it up and there was nothing but dead air.  So, I hung up and went to check our new phone that shows caller ID.  The "number" listed there?  My name.  It didn't give me a number, only "Lyda Morehouse."  WTF.  That's seriously freaky.  It makes me wonder if there's some phone spammer out there somehow fishing (or phishing) for my phone number.... weird.

Anyway, it's a good thing our car got repaired because this week is the week of doctors for Shawn and I.  I've got more chiropractic stuff on Wednesday and Shawn has appointments both today and Thursday. Sheesh.  We really are getting old.