A mighty crack

Ron had very high hopes: he'd go to the chiropractor, get an adjustment, hear a mighty CRACK, and everything would be back to normal. 

That didn't happen. 

I am glad I scrubbed Ron pretty well in the tub last night (showering aggravates his neuropathy).  Doc did a pretty full exam. 

We went in, Doc did an exam, and proclaimed Ron "amazingly flexible" - which I found interesting considering Ron's using a wheelchair.  Yet Doc could fold up one of Ron's legs and bring it up under his chin, or to the opposite shoulder.  "You should work at the circus" he said. 

That went pretty well, then it was time for the X-ray.  Ron did not enjoy standing up for his x-rays.  Later, upon viewing the X-rays, I'm amazed Ron can stand at all. 

"Severe degenerative changes" Doc proclaimed "Arthritis, and bone spurs". 

It's not the first time I've heard that.  After Ron's accident, the neurologist came by one day to review his films.  He took the films and went away for a while.  When he came back, I asked if Ron had back damage due to the accident. 

"No" he said.  "But he has a lot of degenerative changes.  Has he had back trouble?"  I concurred.  "I thought so."  That was over 11 years ago. 

Anyway, after the X-rays we went into a very quiet little room.  The whole office was very peaceful, natural themes and soft flute music, with muted blue gray walls. 

Ron lay down on a table.  I sat in a very nice contemporary vinyl and chrome chair.  I loved it, but thought Torbie would love clawing it, too.  Doc set up a back massager thing and a TENS unit for Ron.  Even the low setting had Ron all tingly. 

After that, Doc did a stretching session and demonstrated some physical therapy techniques.  I worry Ron will not do the PT.  Ron does love the "rolled up pillow under the knees when laying flat in bed" trick. 

Then, the moment we'd all been waiting for - the adjustment.  Doc got a couple of cracks out of Ron but Ron seemed basically the same.  Ron's very disappointed (but didn't show it so much at the office). 

Then we went to Walmart, with one of my favorite drivers.  I was sad it was such a short trip. 

I filled my prescriptions (I need more crazy pills) and did a little shopping for us.  I got Ron some decent things to eat. 

I didn't have long, so after that we went home. 

We met a tree guy, who's going to trim the tree, and the red-tips, for $120.  That's an extremely good deal. 

The insurance company can send someone out to inspect the property.  The house is fine, and the backyard will be fine once I mow, but the tree's gotten a little wild.  Insurance could ding us on that. 

Plus, I'm really tired of ducking in my driveway.