Falling Apart? I Should Hope Not!
I was able to see the chiropractor yesterday, but I’m still not very comfortable typing for too long. I don’t know if I like this chiro so much. He’s one of those crack-your-bones chiros, and it just doesn’t feel as nice as my Iowa chiropractor and her spinal adjuster (see the Web MD video) (plus electro-stim therapy and massage therapy!). After 5 minutes of twist and (don’t) shout, this one is done with me and on to the next patient. I have to stick with him for a while, though, because I’d been paying the out-of-area copay of $30 (since our insurance is based out in IA). I recently noticed on the insurance sheets that they’ve been reimbursing him at the local rate (which has a $15 copay). Instead of cutting me a check, the chiro would like to just have us (Trixie and I, the two chiropractic patients of the family) come in for as many more visits as we had accumulated until this point, without paying anything additional. He’s also just down the street, so we walk there. A nice savings of time and fossil-fuel use.
I’ve also noticed that my left eye is rather red. I was going to insert the picture into the post, but then decided it might not be pleasant for anyone to see it unawares, so you can just follow the link if you’re interested.
This happened for a few days about a month ago (right at my birthday, in fact). It went away on its own. I don’t think it’s conjunctivitis because there is no discharge, no itchiness, no dry eye. It’s just … red. Two days ago, I began using my nice (i.e., expensive) shampoo again, after about a one-month hiatus (I had put it in my pool bag, and forgot it was there*).
Hmmmm. Could this be related to the shampoo? I’m not sure, because this was my daily shampoo for about a year (until I forgot about it in my bag). But in any event, I think I’m going to start using un-shampoo again.** Because at least it will give me the feeling that I am doing something about the redness, even if it is just a placebo.
Oh, and the post title? I’m starting to worry that now that I’ve passed the big Four-Oh, all I’m talking about here is my body’s shortcomings (falling on the ice — that’s an 80-year-old’s thing, not mine! — and this mysterious red eye). 40.1 is not old. It just isn’t. (Right?)
I am not falling apart, I am not falling apart, I am not falling apart [lather, rinse, repeat]
*The astute among you may wonder why I forgot about the shampoo in my pool bag, if I’ve been going swimming 3 times a week as I had planned. Yeah, well — let’s not go there. The spirit is willing but the project deadlines make me weak, alright?
**I did the unshampoo thing (baking soda and apple cider vinegar) for about 6 weeks last summer before the move to NH. It worked just fine (no oily hair, no tangles either), but it just made my hair feel … heavy. I always meant to document this failure here on the blog, but I forgot. Perhaps I should keep you all informed as I do it again now.