Another grey day. Right now, I’d jump at the chance to say yes to a trip to an all-inclusive resort in Mexico. A place where my biggest decisions of the day would be which bathing suit to wear and which restaurant to go to for breakfast. Gotta go check my lottery ticket. As if….
I pulled something last week – the iliopsoas – a bundle of muscles that starts at vertebrae T12 and L1-L5 then stretch from the back of the hip (dorsal hip muscles) to the front of the thigh (inner hip muscles) almost to the knee. Usually called a ‘groin pull’. Hurts. Like. Hell. Sitting in the passenger seat of my brother’s car for 6 hours Friday and 7 hours Saturday to/from Montreal didn’t help, either. It was worse than a plane ride because I couldn’t stretch out that much and certainly couldn’t stand up and take a couple of turns around the galley. When I stand from a sitting position, I can’t put any weight on my left leg. I’m lumbering around like the character Festus from the Gunsmoke TV show, with a definite list to the right. The pain I can take. After all, I gave birth twice. I hate, hate, hate being infirm, even temporarily.
Heat helps. Stretching makes it worse. I want it fixed. Now! But I’ll have to wait until I can get an appointment with my chiropractor in Holland Landing for a tuneup. She’ll do some acupuncture and what’ called ‘muscle release therapy’.’ This form of medical torture involves her placing my lower leg on her shoulder while she presses her thumbs hard on both sides of my thigh to basically make my mind go blank from the pain while she realigns the muscles to get rid of the tightness and cramp. The bruises will appear the next day, but the pain will have subsided. Two days and I’ll be back to normal. A new normal. And I’ll forget until the next time.
I’m generally happy with my body. But boy, does it piss me off when it doesn’t work like a well-oiled machine. Well-oiled. Hmmm. I’ve cut way down on my fat intake. Maybe that’s it. Damn it. I need a butter infusion to lubricate my moving parts. No. Gotta stick with the plan.