Well, as a background …. I have been having problems with my back for a few weeks now. its mostly around my ribcage, and I know its because I am out of alignment, and I don’t sit straight at my computer. Oh, and because I haven’t been to a chiro for about 5 years now.
So, after a particularly painful wakeup at 1 and 3 am this morning, I was pretty well drugged up and desperate for help. A call to the chiro revealed a cancellation space, and so down I went. Not my regular chiro, but she was still quite good.
BUT …. in my drug and pain fuddled state, at 11.30am I agreed to her strapping my shoulders. ???
Nothing unusual there you should think, footballers have it all the time. BUT …. I am allergic to the tape. I convinced myself that it should be ok, I will have a bit of a rash but the support would be worth it. So … it was 9.30pm, my back and shoulders have been itchy all day, and I am getting the tell tale signs in the middle of my back. The sharp stingy sensation, telling me that the tape is starting to dissolve my skin. So hubby takes it off for me. Personally, I would have been willing to have another go at childbirth. Without the drugs. I have two bloody spots on my back where the tape has ripped open a blood blister and possibly a skin tag. The rest of the areas are red raw, stinging and sore to touch.
Yep … I would say that was pretty darn clever of me. When I finally get to heaven, I am going to have words to god about this stupid defective body I got …. and they won’t be happy ones.
