Showing posts with label chiropractor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label chiropractor. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 4, 2026

Today's Space Invasion

I love that my company planned today's space invasion culprit to be the sun – and warm temperatures! We're going to get spoiled. Please don't let us down, weather forecaster dudes and Mother Nature!


I had to get gas to make it from work to my chiropractor. All I could think was "tell me it's 55 degrees in Wisconsin without actually telling me." This is definitely it. Also, I'm glad I went through the cleansing line on Sunday!

I didn't get a lot of time to enjoy the nice weather since I had work after work (after my spinal but not attitude adjustment) and then had to edit photos from the Assumption boys' regional win last night to advance to round 2 AT HOME on Friday. We haven't been in this position for quite some time so it's exciting.

As for today's space invasion fun... there was cake and we could dress like our favorite space movie or TV or whatever character. I had nothing. I wasn't creative. But tomorrow we can dress as our favorite planet... and this Atari-era girl is going with an anti-planet Space Invaders t-shirt that says "Don't invade my space."

Dang I miss that game and the rolly-polly ball to shoot the enemies!

Also dang. I guess this is the week I continue to age myself.

Get out and enjoy our spring weather this week – even if it's only temporary!

Monday, December 1, 2025

The Countdown Begins


Hello, December! Advent is here and we are officially counting down to Christmas. 

That's the only nice thing I can say about today. Since it was cold and the snow was back. Just not a ton of it this time.

And well, it's Monday. After 5 days away from my work desk, let's just say I had digging out to do – unrelated to the weather.

Did have a nice adjustment at the chiropractor after work. And now I am going to quickly catch up on the last two weeks of The Voice before tonight's live-ish episode. 

And I'll have to be sure I have snow brush in the car and maybe emergency snacks for the morning commute! 

Have a good week and a thoughtful Advent season, everyone!

Wednesday, November 5, 2025

BACK (yes, my back) to Reality

Sometime in the middle of the night when I was getting up to do my business, my back decided it was out of order. About 3:30 a.m. I took Alleve and hoped for the best. But today ended up being a "back at work but not at the office" kind of days.

But, looking at the calendar, it was also the day for my monthly chiropractic adjustment. How does my body know? Also, since I usually do that on a Monday, my body (and back) were very in tune to the fact it was 2 days overdue.

It's so logical, I can't question it.

But the adjustment was good, as always. And I even got a deep-tissue massage scheduled for first-thing Friday morning!

On the way home, I remembered we were set to have a full moon tonight, which I spotted long before it was to rise over the trees in our yard.


Me stopping to take a picture? You know me!


Me zooming in to take an even better picture? You know how competitive I am – even with myself.

I might actually get a better view when it rises over our pines in the front yard. But I'm probably just going to "focus" on what will make my back better for the night. 

Monday, October 6, 2025

Typical October Vibes

Well it’s the first week of October and you know what that really means. Nope, I mean beyond the new season of The Voice and Pumpkin Spice explosion time. It means if you’re lucky enough, you have a baseball team to cheer on in the playoffs.

That’s what 90% of Wisconsin and the Brew Crew fans can feel like right now.

Jim and I are on the sidelines with our loser teams, but we do wish the Brewers well. (Maybe not too loudly since Jim’s dad is a Cubs fan).

But we still have our fantasy football teams, of course. 

And yes, I purposely buried the lead here so I could brag about going 5-0 so far and getting 196+ points this week. I mean, I think it’s a work league record! And no, unfortunately there is no money on the line here. Just competitive Robyn trash talking and bragging. Ha.

So now we can change subjects. LOL.

As the weather dudes warned us, temperatures were “plunging” today. In other words, it’s 60 degrees and raining and feels like, well, October! Not concerned. Especially since I’ve got all my outdoor fall sports photographed – at least once.

Of course that prompted me indoors evening. 

I mean it just happened I was in town for my monthly chiropractor appointment after work so why not shoot a little volleyball afterwards? It was actually an "away" game for middle school volleyball. At one of the Lutheran schools in town. When I saw my next-door neighbor's Royals daughter and one of the little Lutherans from my church on the "opposing" side, I was glad I went. Hopefully I got some decent images of them both!

I'll check those out before the good (hopefully) TV starts in Wisconsin tonight! Let's cross our fingers!

Thursday, June 19, 2025

Just Swingin' Around


I was fortunate after having meetings at work from 8 a.m. to noon, I was able to sneak on over to SentryWorld to see the final holes of the Rolex Girls Junior Championship.

When I headed over there, there were 4 golfers tied at 8-under. Then when I got there, one had jumped to 9-under and there were still 2 at 8-under. An intense finish!

Amelie Zalsman of St. Petersburg, Fla., who just finished her sophomore year of high school, captured the title and trophy with 9-under par after 54 holes. I told you these were pint-sized golfers!

Based on the early feedback, our team (marketing and SentryWorld) felt it was a success. So that's my win of the week.

Unlike my golf score at women's league tonight. But I honestly was just grateful to be swinging. My partner immediately recognized I was swinging differently and protecting my back (with good reason). But that didn't help my score.

I still was grateful to wake up this morning and feel that my rib was back in place and that each golf swing was only mildly uncomfortable and not at all painful. I count that as a win – despite my not worth mentioning final score. 

Still, I must mention I had one "spare-rib par dance" as I call it on a par-3. That'll carry me through to the next 9-hole adventure. 

I mean that AND those stretches, Doc!! I swear, I'm doing them!

Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Spare Ribs or Just Misplaced?


I was thinking a bit about Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden today. Why? Well, funny story, turns out my back pain this week is caused by a rib out of place!

Can that happen? Apparently so. 

I remember this happened to Carter many years ago and I thought his chiropractor was a quack. But I trust mine to the moon and back, so it must be true.

Had an appointment after work today. As soon as she touched that area on my back, I let out a yelp. And was reminded that no wonder that Shiatsu massage chair hurt so much. It was digging in right where that rib was out of joint. She did her best (and quite painful) ministering to push it back into place. I did not feel immediate relief but I should know come morning if that did the trick. Otherwise, it's another try on Friday.

What could cause this since there was no trauma?

Probably lots of things. But ... she almost hid behind her desk when she said, "It could be too much golf with no stretching."

The nerve!

Since most of our twisting in golf is one-directional, she said I need to do specific stretches for the "other direction" to help compensate and keep muscles loose. "Do these stretches and that's the only way I'm going to let you golf."

Yes, ma'am. Anything you say, ma'am. I have league tomorrow!

I'll keep my fingers (and apparently my ribs) crossed.


Monday, June 16, 2025

Monday Sound Machine


If you count the times in the middle of the night I got up doing my Lamaze breathing for charlie horses in my leg and foot, then yes, this has been a full day of sound effects.

Of course my half-awake state solutions at 2 a.m. were trying to sleep on the recliner instead of the bed. Then laying at the end of the couch in case it would be better to elevate my legs. Nothing really worked. 

Was I surprised then that about lunch time I felt like my back had "gone out." Those of you with chronic back troubles know what I'm talking about. And figures, 2 days before my monthly chiro appointment!

I lay on the living room floor trying the foam roller and various stretches while saying to hubby, "I hate that this can happen these days with something as simple as sleeping wrong or reaching for the shampoo in the shower!" His response: "And you didn't even shower today."

Hey, it's work from home Monday. Why risk it?

So I spent the afternoon trying random stretches while working and trying to catch one deep breath that wasn't painful. And of course, stressing because I have a big week at work and I need to be mobile. Plus,  feeling bad that I couldn't help Jim prep the areas around our 3 doors and 2 windows that we're getting replaced tomorrow. I did some of that after work and that's when I found it by the closet next to the old deck door.

My Shiatsu Massage Seat Cushion that I "earned" for some work anniversary way back in my Iola days. 

If you're not familiar with Shiatsu Massage, let's just say it gives you a hardcore "rolling and kneading" massage. And if you're a mother, like I mentioned, Lamaze breathing techniques come in handy.

I gave it a good 5 minutes and had to take a breather. Uff da. Guess I'll be alternating between stretching and torture this evening. If you know, you know! Just hope things get loosened up enough for me to get out of bed in the morning and head to work. 

I send prayers to any of you, too, who deal with this all the time! Remember when we were young and nothing hurt? I don't remember either but I'm sure.... good times.


Monday, March 24, 2025

White as Snow

Not to  be confused with the Disney live action movie (failed version) of Snow White, I literally have seen snow white (er, white as snow) 2 weeks in a row now.


After visiting my back cracker after work today, I stopped my car on the way home for 3 brown deer crossing the road. Then Mr. White Deer, the second I've seen in 2 weeks, starts to cross then turns around and bolts into the woods. Both me and the driver in the opposite lane stopped to watch. For some reason, we figure it's bad enough to hit a normal deer, but super bad luck to hit a white one.

Not sure there's any proof behind that thought. But I know from experience, every car versus deer collision is painful to the car, the passengers, and the pocketbook.

I'm glad it ventured just a bit into the road because when it changed directions, it was using that white snow as a camouflage!

Speaking of snow... Apparently official reports put our community at just 2 inches of the slushy stuff on top of the layer of ice. Our street never did get plowed during the night or today. I guess they were relying on Mr. Sun to melt it away. 

Not quite.

When I left for the chiropractor at 4:15 p.m., there was still some unkind slushy ice piles dragging against my low-rider vehicle. I don't mean it's  a cool low-rider, it's just closer to the ground than hubby's truck.

Hope you all were able to enjoy some white or interesting winter scenery today!

Friday, January 31, 2025

A Little Bit Before (or 44)

I'm so embarrassed that since I worked from home yesterday afternoon, I had "Friday" in my head. And thus, the end of January. Oops.

Today, though, for real. LOL.

And it was pleasant enough at 44 degrees that I didn't mind venturing out a few times. Especially for good things!

Yup, lunch hour was an hour-long deep tissue massage. So hard to come back to work after that. Mildly painful, but effective. And also a trigger to nap!

Tonight, I picked up fish fries for us from The Ridges. It's Wisconsin. Every place is packed for a fish fry. Any Friday of the year! Very delicious!

Now, we have a surprising night free. I really better wrap up those Christmas movies – especially knowing Hallmark has a full slate of Valentine's ones. What can this dorky old lady say? I'm living the dream here!

Have a wonderful, enjoyable, and safe weekend, everyone!

Monday, December 30, 2024

Foggy Monday Slow-Down

Today's day off consisted of a day of relaxing. Plus a little chiropractic time and some relaxing in front of a Hallmark movie. Definitely no thoughts of what we were going to give up for our new year's resolutions!

And with the dense fog, I had no important travel anywhere. 

For now. I'm gonna continue as a queen of my neighborhood, er house. And then some!

Friday, January 26, 2024

But... Did You Die?


So, I did a thing yesterday. I was finally well enough (read: could breathe without coughing) to join the lunchtime fitness class I signed up for in the fitness center at work.

I could say it was challenging because I missed the first two weeks. But in reality, it was challenging because I missed the first two ... forevers. Mercy! I am so out of shape!

The class is called Reps and Sets. As in using weights, etc, and repeating. I guess that's what a "set" is? All I know is 80 squats, 40 lunges, 30 chest presses, and 24 hours later... OUCH! It was by sheer coincidence that I had my monthly chiropractor appointment today. Oh, I love her! She brought out the big vibrating massage thing and hit every muscle in my lower back and glute. Ouch but good!

Of course, that wasn't the worst part of the 30-minute workout. That came when we had to do sit-ups. Just normal sit-ups, except nothing to anchor our feet, just using those core muscles to get up and down. Guess who couldn't do one? 

This girl! The one without core muscles! 

I just laid back on my mat trying to hold back the shameful tears stinging my eyes. Full disclosure: I didn't die in my workout – but I might have cried. At least after pouring out my soul and hopelessness over my meno-induced weight gain and out-of-shapeness, my fitness instructor gave me a hug. A sweaty one, but I needed it.

She also is meeting with me next week to see if we can work out a plan to reverse my misfortune. I could casually say, "I'll try anything!" But if I had that type of commitment, I wouldn't be in my current predicament. 

And unfortunately, I've learned the post-workout pain doesn't really take effect until the SECOND day. If I don't blog tomorrow, it's because I can't lift my arms enough to reach the keyboard!

Be careful out there. And don't judge yourself by what you can and cannot do. Applaud yourself for trying!


Friday, December 29, 2023

TGIF (Thank God It's Frosty)

Even though we had very few places to go this week, I've appreciated the mild weather, clear roads, and waking up to frosty trees instead inches of snow (or ice). Very non-traditional Christmas stay-cation, but I'll take it.

No much on the agenda today. While it ended with Hallmark movies per usual, it started out different. Went to the chiropractor this morning and then Jim and I hit the road to Stevens Point for the Sentry Classic basketball tournament at the university.

Our Royals took on the No. 1-ranked Almond-Bancroft squad. They were tall and talented. We just tried to stay within 20 points. Not the best game, but oh did that fieldhouse have nice lighting! I noticed from tip-off that I wouldn't have to spend hours color-correcting photos before uploading them. Yay.

And hopefully Saturday night will be "yay!" for the Royals. If you're looking for something to do, they play back at the Quant Fieldhouse at 8:30 p.m. versus Pacelli. That's so close to my bedtime! Reminds of bands that start at 9 p.m. – who is up that late?!?

So I'm old. No argument there. We'll see what we end up doing. I have 3 more days (only!) of not setting an alarm. I suppose I could live it up. If high school hoops counts. 

I say it does.

Enjoy your own exciting last weekend of 2023!

Monday, June 5, 2023

What an Adjustment

I had my monthly adjustments after work today. Chiropractor first, then deep-tissue massage after. And just like a caterpillar makes the awkward-but-refreshing transformation to a butterfly, it was worth it.

First of all, I arrived fresh after a writing workshop where we learned and discussed the short attention span of humans these days – and how do we write to capture that less-than-one second of time they/we take to read content. 

Our roadblocks? Many. But they include this fact: Researchers at the Institute of Psychiatry at the University of London studied 1,100 workers at a British company and found that multitasking with electronic media caused a greater decrease in IQ than smoking pot or losing a night's sleep.

Yup. Our phones are making us stupid. We need our phones to communicate and receive information, but we can't go very long without them. We, as a whole, cannot handle sitting idle.

So, much like the briefly resting butterfly on the leaf above, I decided to test the theory. I arrived 5 minutes early to the chiropractor and had to sit outside of her office door anywhere from 5 to 10 minutes. I vowed to just wait and not look at my phone. Uff da. 

I remembered that since the pre-internet dawn of waiting room time, they've always had magazines for this purpose. So paging through reading material isn't technically a technical device, right? Instead of grabbing a magazine, though, I grabbed a book. I wish I would've taken a picture of the name of it because, like the effects of smoking pot or losing a night's sleep as mentioned above, my memory is squat these days.

I think the title had something to do with coping with stress. I do remember one of the strategies mentioned, though. And that might have helped me more than my physical adjustments today.

Here's what I recall. When you perceive something as negative and label it as a negative event, then it's going to carry a negative stress on you. For as long as you let it. Instead label it neutrally – like stating the facts.

For example, and this is just an example (honest), instead of saying, "My boss just assigned me a writing job knowing full well I am overloaded right now," say (and think), "My boss assigned a job. I am going to write it." This acknowledges that she had to assign it to someone. And maybe as a positive, she assigned it to me because she's confident in my abilities.

In other words, don't fold your wings ready for battle. Don't be paranoid – and definitely nip your ego in the bud. Not everyone is out to get you. You are not a victim. A series of events happened and now we move on.

Pretty decent 5-minute lesson, eh?

I guess it just spoke to me – while my phone was on silent. 😀

Monday, March 6, 2023

The Lion's Share

I think March came in like a lion and is holding firm to that. Even though it "felt" like a mild weekend, we woke up to a few inches of straight up slush. Heavy, heavy slush.

Part of me thinks that what's going through Coach Austin's mind right here is "One week til baseball practice... One week til baseball practice..." Part of me is also pretty sure that each of those sentence begin with something akin to "Gosh darn it! One week til baseball practice."

Or something like that. And I can't blame it. It's the same rerun we watch every spring as the spring sports season approaches.

At least today's precip didn't hang around on the road surfaces anyway. I mean the only place I had to go after working from home was the chiropractor. Yup, I'm still a work in progress. A little better each day but I still need to visit her again on Friday. And as good fortune would have it, my monthly deep-tissue massage is tomorrow after work. Ouch and yay!

Tonight I took it easy and watched the new season of The Voice. I am officially old because I didn't know who one of the coaches is. Now I know he was from One Direction but I might not have even gotten that in multiple choice. Still, it's one of the few shows I watch so I'll just suffer through looking at his cute face and hearing his adorable Irish accent!

The things we're willing to do in the off-season.

Be careful out there!

Wednesday, March 1, 2023

A Bit Maddening


I may or may not have been part of a mad scientist's experiment today. I mean it kind of felt like it. But in the end, I was better for it.

After work I returned to the chiropractor since my back is still out of whack from that fall on the ice last week. The pain is sporadic. I strung together a few good days, then last night and today were awful. Glad I had the appointment already set "just in case."

So she massaged and manipulated and then said I need more work and asked if I'd ever had electrotherapy. That's what she said, but what I heard was "electro shock therapy." And what I pictured was some combination of Young Frankenstein and grade school science experiment.

They did hook my up to 4 electrode wires that sent electric currents to my lower back, and "treated" me for 12 minutes. If you haven't had it done, it feels like the tingly sensation when your foot falls asleep or when you hit your funny bone. It's strange and I still wondered if I was being brainwashed in some fashion.

I guess if it convinced me my back felt a little better after it, then yes, my brain was altered. 

The relief isn't long-standing but better than nothing. After sharing my experience at choir practice tonight, it seems everyone knows what electrotherapy is and said I could even do it at home! Not the science experiment above, but getting my own little TENS therapy kit they call it.

With that I had a fleeting memory of using a friend's kit like 10 years ago. But something must have erased that memory until today! Anyway, by the time we were through singing our first song of the night, I'd ordered my own on Amazon and it'll be here Friday. 

Right after I have my next appointment with the mad scientists. I can't wait. When it comes to relieving pain, I'll pretty much try anything, I'm that much of a wimp. And not afraid to admit it.

I'm vowing to pay more attention the rest of this winter though. Yes, it's March today but it's still here. And based on today's commute to work, there's still some ice out there – so be careful on foot or on wheels!

Wednesday, February 22, 2023

Break Dancing


The older you get, the more you worry about slips and falls and breaking some brittle bones you thought were strong due to a lifetime if ice cream intake. No, I didn't break anything. Just rearranged things. While break-dancing.

I noticed something wasn't right after the basketball game last night and my right hip and backside were hurting as I tried getting into hubby's truck. That pain and discomfort continued during the night when I'd try to roll over and when I grunted my way out of bed this morning.

Knowing I have a weekend of scrapbooking ahead, I knew I had to get this fixed. Managed to get an appointment at the chiropractor at the end of the work day. 

She asked me if I had done anything new or unusual in the past week. I said I had a new bed but it was comfortable. Otherwise nothing new. "Oh, I fell on the ice Saturday..."

Well there you go!

So while were hauling the bunkbeds out the basement patio doors and onto the truck, I was concentrating on getting the frame onto the tailgate and during the 40-degree weather didn't even look down to notice there was ice.

Until I was down.

It was like slow motion and I got to swear at least twice before landing. Mostly on my right side. Surprise. Surprise.

My doc's best guess is that I rearranged things and they sat in the wrong place until I did something. Like stand 2 hours to take photos. Or hop off the stage when it was over. Probably a combination. 

Have I mentioned it stinks getting old?

Anyway, she adjusted me and hopefully that'll set things right for the weekend. I relaxed tonight since the state is in a snowstorm warning and there was no place to go. Ash Wednesday service was canceled at my church and most, I'm sure. And, since it's still snowing and blowing for the next 16 hours, tomorrow will be much of the same.

Bring on the healing, please!

Whether you're driving or waddling, be careful out there. 

Wednesday, February 2, 2022

Funky Cold Groundhog


Who do you trust more to tell you the forecast – a grumpy rodent awakened from his winter slumber or an '80s rap artist? In this case, both indicate more winter. but I'll like that Tone Loc chimed in with Funky Cold winter!

Though, I'm not necessarily happy with either Tone or Punxsutawney Phil. Neither is Phil's ex...

That struck as very, very funny this morning. So I had to share. Everywhere.

After yesterday's 36 degrees, today's high of 11 was a return to the brutal winter we all know and love, er tolerate, here in Wisconsin. How did I cope? Nothing warms up the house like baking!


And banana bread? That warms up the tummy, too! 

Pretty productive evening indoors after venturing out briefly to the chiropractor. Got the raffle baskets done and out the door. Baked the banana bread. Got 3 design projects done. And my look at pictures I shot Monday that I completely forgot about.

Or may sit under a blanket and watch some steamy Hallmark movie. Hey, it's all about warmth for the next 6 weeks, thanks to Phil!




Monday, January 24, 2022

Extreme Sports Therapy

 

When I show up at my massage therapist's and tell her she'll have her work cut out for her, I have to explain that my extreme sports injuries are Extreme Sports by Robyn standards. 

In other words, taking 2,000 photos while standing on Friday night, then 5+ hours of sorting and editing said photos on the computer on Saturday, followed by 6 hours of extreme crocheting on Sunday.

And culminated with sore neck and shoulders and forearms on Monday.

Ouch.

So yes, it's a good thing that we had a deep-tissue torture session on the books for today. (And a back-crackin' spinal adjustment with my chiro on Wednesday.) And that my massage therapist has non-judgmentally dealt with all my random sports injuries over the years – including the Hallmark movie marathon in the recliner that did a number on my glutes!

Was it worth it? Of course. It's just embarrassing that I can't handle these extreme sports at my age! Even had to take the night off from shooting pictures. Jim and I went to the girls hoops game (a close one losing to Neillsville) and I just sat there and watched. And it was kind of fun.

Now when I'm typing this, my shoulders are burning so I better stretch out a bit before hopping into bed for some extreme reading!

Be careful out there!

Wednesday, December 29, 2021

Year-End Adjustment

 The highlight of my day was a visit to the chiropractor. She could tell right away I'd been doing something different (sounds like a free pass from shoveling for life). She worked on my for quite a bit and yes, if was the good kind of pain. Where you hope in the end, it's worth it.

I'm still hoping. Based on how many things went crick and crack, I think tomorrow will be a new day. In the meantime, I got a few projects done and 2 Hallmark movies decluttered from DVR storage. Nothing too exciting.

But I did do some searching and year-end adjustments are pretty common for us jolly fat folks. Enjoy...







Be safe and careful out there! (And bend your legs when you life, for crying out loud!)

Wednesday, October 28, 2020

Fall-se Alarm


The worst thing about waking up on a cold, dark Thursday morning is realizing it is actually only Wednesday morning.

I'm starting to understand why retired folks say they don't know what day it is. After being home for three nights in a row, I've lost my sense of time and place. And it's only going to get worse. This time next week it'll be dark at 5:30 p.m. probably. And I'll have no sports to go shoot. No kayaking, golfing or other after-work fun. Just cold, dark evenings. 

At home.

Still.

Even after 237 days.

Well, yes, I do get out when I can. But not much beyond the grocery store and the few fall sports remaining. Oh, and the chiropractor.

That's where I found myself sitting in the corner today – like a naughty girl. I was actually just waiting for the back-cracker to come in. My face mask, though, was appropriate for my attitude today. 

Hey you'd have an attitude, too, if you mistakenly thought you could see Friday from here!

My cure for the Hump Day blues was one Hallmark movie. Hubby had a meeting at school so I was just able to sneak one in. I feel better now. 

Still gonna keep the mask close by. Just in case.