So, since Memorial Day weekend, my back has plagued me with aches, pains, lost sleep, etc... Actually, my back pain started in High School after a car accident I was in. However, during the past several years I haven't had many problems with it. In Italy I was walking, I had changed my eating habits and lost weight, and our bed was nice and firm. Since my brother's accident a year ago, I stopped walking, ate whatever was given to us, slept on whatever we could find (hospital beds, recliners, benches, couches, air mattresses, etc....) and gained some of my weight back on. A dietician we met with said stressful situations will add weight on, maybe there's something in my survival instincts that tells me body, 'whatever problems we are facing, if you brace yourself, find a cave to crawl in, put on some hibernation weight and hunker down until things settle, we'll be okay'. Well, the dust has been settling and my back pain has worsened due to the situational and habitual factors.
My chiropractor told me today that it is my sciatic nerve running down my right leg that's bothering me. He asked if it feels like a dagger is digging into the top of my right leg, to which I replied wholeheartedly, "Yes". For a few weeks now, I have been trying to walk Brinkley each day. It also gets me out into the neighborhood, something that I would have made a goal to do in Italy. Been working on exercising some with a big RED ball and trying to be more discerning into what goes in my gullet. Hopefully, next time I write about this, I can title it, "Back no more".