Earlier in the year I was at work, going about my usual morning. I walked into the break room to open the freezer so I could enjoy my typical breakfast of Strawberry Whole Wheat Waffles with Peanut Butter.
Don't knock it until you try it!
Anywho, I reach out for the freezer door and WHAM!!! I feel this instant sharp, shooting pain, start at the top of my neck and quickly make its way down my spine to the base of my shoulder blade. One second I am trying to enjoy a harmless waffle, the next second I am in a sense, paralyzed. Any movement sends a sudden rush of pain and an urge to burst into tears.
The only thing stopping me from crying is the fact that it hurts to even breath, so crying would only be worse.
I need to go to a chiropractor, ASAP! My heartless co-worker sees the obvious misery I am in and has the nerve to ask, "Can you just wait it out and see how it feels?" Um NO!! Did you miss the part where it hurts to BREATH!?
My fiancé has to pick me up because I obviously can not drive without killing myself or another innocent person.
I get to the chiropractor, he takes an x-ray, and sure enough I pulled a great one. My neck was experiencing such extreme spasms that I had actually inverted the spine in my neck. The spasms had such force, my spine was curving the complete 100% opposite direction. Fan-freakin-tastic.
Even better, it's too swollen for him to do anything without making it worse. Solution? I must alternate between applying an ice pack and bio-freeze to my neck about every 15 min. Which lasted the next two or three days until he was finally able to adjust my neck. It took about two weeks to finally get my neck to move without serious pain.
This past Saturday, my now hubby and myself went to College Station to watch the last football game of the season. The hotel had the worst pillows ever!!! I wake up Sunday morning and that all too familiar neck pain is back.
It subsides as the week-days pass, but here we are, Thursday, and yet again, it's worse than ever! My sweet Hubby goes to get me some Advil and buys a lovely, large ice pack with its very own cushioned bag, that resembles a sleeping bag, for me to place on my neck.
Now at 2:30 pm in the afternoon, I am not as miserable or wincing with every breath, like I was this morning. I just hope it gets better quick because I intended on decorating our first REAL Christmas tree this weekend.
First things first, once I can fully move on my own, I am going to the mattress store and buying a damn good pillow!