So Monday was actually worse than Sunday night. From talking to Roger I learned that Jonathan Hyslop, Russell’s chiropractor and one of our clients, does free evaluations. He also has a digital X-ray machine, which uses a very small fraction of radiation compared to conventional X-ray machines. Jonathan was very gracious and not only did he take some X-rays for me, but also did adjustments and has been treating me for several days now. You can check out his web site at http://www.chiropractorcortemadera.com/ to find more information on his services. Yes, the people that walk around with the little head-weights that we joke about being antenaes used to comunicate with with extraterrestrials, are his patients.
On Monday night, Rosanna, who is a nurse practitioner and comes to our gymnastics classes, provided me with some muscle relaxants to help relieve the spasms. Carlos, who also works in the medical field did so as well. On Wednesday night Tom Hutchman, one of our clients who also owns a personal training business in Larkspur and does some muscle and postural work, treated me to a free after hours session at his place to loosen up the muscles in my lower back. I also went swimming at the Jewish Community Center in San Rafael, after my mother gave me a two month membership after I coerced her to give me an early Christmas present. Swimming and moving around in the water was my own prescribed therapy. I figured the breathing necessary for swimming would expand my lungs and thus help support my back. I was only able to breast stroke because I could not arch for freestyle, but it was enough to make me hypoxic and actually get my blood flowing. I also did a lot of cat walks and squats in the water. That night I was sleeping much more comfortably and on Thursday evening, when I went to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving I could almost stand up straignt. On Friday I went swimming at the JCC once again with Brent, a visiting navy seal from San Diego. This time I was able to freestyle and stand up even a little straighter. By Friday I was feeling relieved that I would fully recover from the injury and there was no permanent damage. Saturday morning was the first class I managed to coach since the injury, the pre-school kids class at 9:00am, albeit I was really stiff and walking around bent forward like a old man. In the afternoon I went over to Rich & Karen LeFurgy’s house so they could show me the little cottage that they have next to their beautiful home in Mill Valley. To my disbelief, they offered to let me stay there for a month while I recovered from my injury. I started feeling a little guilty that I was already recovering so quickly.
Saturday night I dragged Carlos to the Stinson Beach Volunteer Firefighter’s Ball featuring Johnny Vegas & The High Rollers. Amanda was wearing a beautiful red dress working the cash box at the front door when we arrived. She immediately snapped my suspenders. Unfortunately I got my suspenders snapped many times that night. Fortunately, mainly by girls. Suspenders seem to be a magnet of sorts.
I was worried my back might seize up on the dance floor, especially if I did anything too stupid, but somehow instead some of my swing dancing moves came back to me and I even managed to do a tiny bit of break dancing and jumped on my hands. ( No really, I can jump on my hands. It’s a great party trick, but more importantly, it involves my lower back and it wasn’t a problem.) I did, however, manage to abstain from throwing any back flips, front hand-springs or twirling a girl around my waist in the middle of the dance floor, which is what I would have done had I not been injured. Oh well, next year. Heeyyy BABY. (Insert very sexy but slightly creepy latino voice here. Muuahhahaa) My back felt great, until we went to The Sand Dollar for some drinks and every time my friends made me laugh my back would start to tighten and threaten to go into spasms. Go figure, laughing was worse than dancing. It had been a long and busy day. Overall I think all the dancing helped. (If you haven’t noticed, I have the habit of moving as much as I possibly can when I get injured. Once I dislocated my right shoulder so I went climbing with one arm and my right was still on a sling.) We had a great time. I don’t think I can deadlift more than 30 kg yet, but it shouldn’t be long before I’m back to full speed. It’s Sunday night now and it’s getting late again, so I’m going to post a few lessons and insights that I’ve gleaned from the whole experience on my next post, and please feel free to write some sound feed back.