My back pain has become one of the few constants in my life, aside from my family and weeds in my garden.  But like a weedy garden left neglected, of late it’s gotten worse, truly getting in the way of my living life.   So I finally broke down and went to see the recommended chiropractor.

He took x-rays, prodded the sore places, and told me to come back.

Today I had the follow up, and it turns out I’m just as lopsided and skewed in the head as my brothers always said.

No worries, though.  With a crick, crack, and double-pop! he had me good as new.

That is, still as dependent on ice/heat and Motrin as I was before the visit.  While I nursed my sore back this afternoon I told myself again and again that this was good pain.  This was progress!

We’ll see in a month or so if I’m telling the truth.