Welp, it’s been a minute since I wrote in here.
Things have been going along swimmingly. If you follow my youtube channel, you will know that the last two weeks I had fairly large losses for me, and that made me happy.
I have been exercising regularly and that has made a huge difference. I started with Walk Away the Pounds DVD’s but in the last week and a half, switched to the treadmill – which we just got back up and running.
I’ve been doing really well on it. The last couple of days of last week and this past Monday, I managed to do 2 miles a day. Pretty cool.
Cut to Tuesday morning. All is well, I shower and drive to work. I get to work and sit down at my desk and something … doesn’t feel right. I have felt this sensation before, many years ago. It kind of feels like my thigh bone has somehow disconnected a bit from my hip bone.
It was familiar and uncomfortable but not yet painful. However, as the day wore on it went downhill rapidly. By 12:30 I was unable to sit in that office chair any longer and came home to lay on ice in bed. I called my current chiropractor but she was unable to get me in until Wednesday at 11:15 AM.
I rested all evening and it just kept getting worse. The pain would travel from my hip to my outer thigh, to the back of my thigh to my inner thigh. Sitting down on the toilet was UNBEARABLE.
I managed to get some sleep and it was the same if not worse the next morning.
The one and only other time this happened to me, it happened over the course of a couple of days not suddenly like this one. And my chiro at the time (sadly, now retired) was able to give my leg a swift pull when I least expected it and the leg popped back into place. I remember it feeling better instantly.
This time, not so much. The onset of the worst of the pain happened in hours and and my new chiro didn’t quite know what to do other than make some adjustments even after I told her what happened last time.
A bit of a backstory–
–Last October my husband and I drove to Vegas for a socially distanced trip to renew our vows for our 20 year anniversary.
I wasn’t in Vegas more than fifteen minutes when I fell down an escalator. See, I’m afraid of heights and escalators are bad for me on a good day when they are going down. My husband has to stand in front of me and I have to hold onto the railings for dear life. Well, we were trying to check into the hotel and we couldn’t find an elevator to get down the one floor to the registration desk. There was however an escalator. My husband and I both had two suitcases and a backpack on, so I would have to get on the escalator while it was moving with both suitcases and not be able to hold onto the railings. I’m cringing now five months later, just typing this.
You can see where this is going right? As soon as I stepped on with the luggage I went cross eyed from panic and immediately fell onto my left hip. I’m not a small woman and when I fall, I fall hard. This was no exception.
A wonderful man saw me eat it and followed me onto the escalator to grab one of my suitcases and help me up. My husband was on the other side begging me to get up before we got to the end of the escalator as I was wearing a dress and there was no way he could lift me up before the escalator ate my clothing.
I laid there wide eyed, clutching both suitcases handles in sheer panic for what felt like fifteen minutes but it was just a matter of seconds. I finally pulled myself up and made it to the end with no further incidences.
I was not unscathed however.
Long story short, I had a GIANT hematoma on my left hip that lasted about …well, it is still there, but now it’s really tiny, but the worst of it lasted like, three months. It was the size of a grapefruit.
I was sure that I had broken something (would never admit that to the hubs and ruin the trip) so even after we got back, I refused to go to the doctor because I didn’t want to know if something was critically wrong with me (that is how my brain works). I didn’t go to the chiro even though I knew every part of my hips and spine were out of alignment, because I was scared that if I HAD broken something, her messing around might make it worse. Eventually the pain got better (months later) and I just wanted to forget about it.
Back to the present —
— My chiro told me yesterday that by her calculations, I had really thrown my body out of whack in the fall, but since I never got it checked and I wasn’t really that active, my body just adjusted and got used to the body being out of alignment. However, my recent foray into exercising and more importantly walking on the treadmill had made my body revolt and say: “ENOUGH!”
So, that is what happened to my right hip … or something like that.
As soon as she laid me down on the table she took one look at my back and said: “Oh wow.” before she even touched anything. And I have a pretty large layer of fat over my bones that isn’t easy to see through. She said my pelvis was so far pushed to the back on my right side that if she put a marble on my back it would roll immediately to the left and fall to the floor.
She adjusted me a lot and told me to give it 48 hours.
I came straight home from the appt and laid on ice.
It was even MORE painful last night but I knew that it would be as I had just been put back into place after being out for five months.
This morning it felt a bit better so I went into work, but left by 10:30 because sitting in that office chair was unbearable again. Also, I didn’t want to screw up all the work that she had done the day before.
I got up and got something to eat a few minutes ago (3:00PM) and it is feeling a LOT better. Still sore and noticeable, and sitting on the toilet still hurts a lot, but much better.
The reason I tell y’all this story is to explain that I am fully expecting to gain on my weigh in Saturday. I haven’t been able to exercise since Monday and being stuck in the house on “bedrest” has made me want to eat the world out of boredom. I’ve been doing kind of okay keeping the eating in check, but there has been an increase in snacking … Not gonna lie. Also, I haven’t been drinking much water because sitting on the toilet hurts so bad. So I will not only be gaining weight, but also water. 😒
I guess I’m okay with the gain. It’s not like I could do anything about the fact that my body rejected my idea of getting fit (at least at this point, five months ago would be a different story).
I will not be as hesitant to go see my chiro from here on out though if something happens, because I am NOT happy about getting sidelined from exercise just as I was getting to love it again.
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