Medicinal Conspiracy

I experienced the most disturbing bodily function humanly possible last night!

As I was slowing down for the night and getting ready for bed I gathered my 9 pills that I am required to take. I grabbed a large glass of water and headed to the computer to look up a few wedding things before going to bed and proceeded to ingest my prescriptive poison.

After taking eight of my nine pills I saw the light at the other end of the tunnel (can you tell I don't enjoy taking pills?!). With my last pill I very successfully caused a road block by lodging it in my throat. I drank the rest of my water trying to coax the little guy to loosen his grip and fall with his brothers and sisters into the acidic pit that would inevitably become his fate. My efforts were in vain for he would not falter.

I continued playing on the computer and ignoring the little lump in my throat that was inhibiting the ability to swallow, be comfortable and think clearly. After a few minutes of this I felt a bubble of air welling up inside of me.

My burp charged up my throat as if on a mission. When it reached just the right location, the little capsule around the pill, that was so desperately holding on, simultaneously melted. The result of this catastrophic coincidence was a very large burst of powder spraying into my mouth.

I immediately gagged, threw up in my mouth, swallowed by reflex and then ran to the kitchen to get some more water.

Moral of the story... do not take any form of pills ever for they are conspiring to ruin all forms of enjoyment and relaxation!

Who sprung the leak?

I am thinking that I might be slightly emotional right now!!!

Let me give you a slight background on my emotional habits... I don't have any. At least not in the crying area.

Tonight I watched a movie with my girls called Bridge to Terabithia. I not only shed a few tears on the sad part... I bawled like a baby for 20 minutes!!! I am talking serious crying with all of the symptoms from snotty nose to the dull headache. My crying episode did not stop until the movie was over and the credits had rolled.

This whole evening just took me off guard! No need to fear though... I have my emotions back under control (I think)!!!

Back out of Whack

This morning I went back the chiropractor as a follow up for my rib (I have already been back to get my rib set). My appointment was for 10:30 but Mom came and woke me up at 7:15 and asked me to ride along for her appointment. The guy asked if I just wanted to go ahead and get adjusted so I didn't have to come all the way back which was totally nice of him!

He rubbed his hands down my back and then poked me in my sacrum as he said

"That hurts!"
"Ouch!"
"I called it" he replied with a slight hint of glee. I guess when you are a chiropractor, and all you do every day is crack backs, you have to entertain yourself somehow. He is really good though. He can feel your muscles and then tell you where you hurt before you get around to it.

When he checked my rib he found that it was still out of place in the front. He made me feel my rib so that I could see how much it was sticking out compared to my other ribs. Apparently you can dislocate a rib and then put it back in the front or back but the opposite might not go back into place depending on how tight your muscles are. When it is out in the front it will shift your sternum over and then mess up your whole back.

He popped my rib back in place in the front and I was on my way!!!