journal | back in the saddle.

I went back to work today, back to teaching first aid. It was my first day back since injuring my back 5 weeks ago. I noticed that I was a little scared that I would trigger it again so I made sure I used good body mechanics and positioning all day, and didn’t lift anything very heavy. I managed the day as best I could and did have some discomfort in the afternoon. But otherwise I am happy with how it went.

I was only assisting Yvonne in teaching today , we had 60 electricians to re-certify, they have to re-certify every 6 months for their electrical certifications to remain current. I like teaching them because they know everything which is great, but because they know everything they can be a little blase about it too. So it’s a matter of just dusting off the cobwebs and correcting poor technique. It’s pretty easy though, they get it.

I am still a bit nervous about doing CPR again. It was the simple act of picking up a mannequin that started these last 5 weeks of hellish pain. Lesson learned.

I really love teaching first aid. I think I love to be in front of a class and talking about something I know a lot about. Also, I love to teach first aid because research shows you are more likely to do first aid on someone you know than a stranger, I want to empower others with the information that will help them take care of their loved ones, if needed.  And, it’s fun. Students can be fun…bring their stories and lots of laughter and the day goes by very quickly.

I am so grateful to have a job.

journal | what a pain in the butt!

This old dog has to learn some new tricks!

Today is the first day in over a month that I have felt almost normal in my body. I was able to drop Mac off at school, go to the Chiropractor and walk (mostly) normally, do some shopping and even cook dinner (the most amazing peanut-ginger-lime sauce ever btw).  It actually felt kind of nice to be in my role of homemaker again. I was struck by the difference of the freedom in movement of today, to the pain and restriction of previous days. I’ve spent way to many hours on my back on the living room floor watching netflix!

My left leg is still giving me a lot of pain even though my back injury is a lot better. It turns out that I have piriformis syndrome, or a really tight butt muscle that squeezes the beejeebers out of my sciatic nerve creating excruciating pain down my leg, more than one tear has been shed because of it, I can tell you. Hence the reason why change is afoot.

The piriformis muscle sits under the gluteal muscles in your bum and is part of the group of hard working muscles that rotate your hip/legs.

Awesome right?! It feels like my bum and leg are in a vice grip that is on fire. Apparently it is not an uncommon thing among women. It differs in severity from person to person but the type of symptoms are similar.

Most commonly, patients describe acute tenderness in the buttock and sciatica-like pain down the back of the thigh, calf and foot. Typical piriformis syndrome symptoms may include:

  • A dull ache in the buttock
  • Pain down the back of the thigh, calf and foot (sciatica)
  • Pain when walking up stairs or inclines
  • Increased pain after prolonged sitting
  • Reduced range of motion of the hip joint

Symptoms of piriformis syndrome often become worse after prolonged sitting, walking or running, and may feel better after lying down on the back.

It truly is a pain in the butt. So along with the changes in my diet I need to maintain for my food intolerances, I also get to add in some daily stretches to stop the piriformus from over tightening and pulling my back out again.

this will be me every 30 mins for the next 3 days!

Wow, what an awesome opportunity to get things moving toward better health and wellness.

 

journal | ‘let food be thy medicine’

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I am on a brand new journey, or maybe it’s merely the same journey with an added gorgeous “view point’ detour on the way. 2 1/2 weeks ago I put my back out. I’ve been in a lot of pain ever since and have taken steps to address it through oils and massage, they had been helping me manage the pain but not fix the problem.  Yesterday it all came to a head and I could stand the pain no more. I did some research with the terms ‘complementary healthcare’ and ‘chiropractor’ as my keywords and I came across Alpha Omega Clinic I read their ‘about us’ and knew this was the place for me. The thing I read that really spoke to me was our body does it’s best every day to keep itself in balance or homeostatic, counteracting the crappy food we feed it etc and then a simple, ordinary, every day act (like picking up a Resuscitation Mannequin) will set off an injury because the body is so overloaded with just re-balancing itself, that it can no longer cope with any thing else. I believe that.  I believe my body was overloaded with stuff to fix up.

Yesterday was my first visit and I have to say I was quite taken aback by it all. I felt kind of scared as Dr Carl, the chiropractor, was crunching my back and neck around. My neck felt amazing after it had cracked and groaned a bit, but my back was still in acute pain when I left. He tested me for food intolerance and told me how a lot of lower back pain is directly related to food in-tolerances. I decided to just go with it to see where this train of thought would go. He identified three food intolerances I have: dairy, gluten and soy. I knew about the dairy and gluten based on how I feel after eating bread and yogurt. The soy surprised me though. Part of my healing will come from dropping these foods out of my diet. I am sort of excited to be making some positive changes that I knew I needed to make anyway, but just didn’t have the courage.

I think Hippocrates was right on when he said ‘let food be thy medicine and medicine be they food’.  My healing will come by the foods I take out of my diet and the food I chose to fuel my body with. It’s as simple as that.

However, a gluten free, diary free lifestyle takes planning. Wish me luck!

 

Jumping into troubled seas.

AngelinaBlogSteppingintoTroubledSeasI’m not a brave person, I’m really not. Some say I am for accomplishing a few things I’ve done like build my own house, marry an American, venture off overseas when all I knew and loved was right here but when it comes down to it all…I’m rather cautious and fearful. I hate to fly or put myself in possible paths of danger. .  So when I was approached by the social worker of my niece about providing foster care for her while my brother is in jail, I was cautious. Hopeful that I could be what she needed but more than a little scared.

We don’t know for sure when this will start (and even if it will for sure) but Mike and I are opening our home (and hearts) to her, with a desire to offer her a safe place, where she can feel at home and blossom into a vibrant, well balanced, service oriented, fun and exuberant teenage girl. fingers crossed