These last few days have been rough. I’ll admit that my chiropractor and I have been friends for over 18 years, but I’d sure rather get together with her under friendlier circumstances.
You see, I am Excedrin’s Bitch. I’ve had a helluva headache for six days - a headache so strong that I haven’t been able to focus on reading the written word, much less writing any. The base of my skull, on the left side, is experiencing a nerve-pinch that has resulted in a constant dull ache. It’s causing my left eye to tear up in a constant stream. Did I sleep funny?
Ha! - ’tis not funny now. Verily, mine head hurteth.

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I’m running behind on responding to emails. And I don’t care to miss work when I’ve got lots to do there. Instead, when I haven’t been at the chiropractor’s office, I’ve been lying prone, flat-out on the floor, my bed, my sunshine-filled patio.
I certainly can’t complain about the warm and sunny weather this week, nor the fact that it’s been a good few days to miss work - weatherwise. But damn, it’s tough when all you can do is alternate between hot-hot showers, icepacks, laying down, getting up, walking around, moving the garden hose, reaching for the Extra-Strength Excedrin, laying down again, repeating the cycle in an effort to unlock this cervical subluxation. I don’t get paid for this, certainly. Indeed, four trips to the chiropractor isn’t cheap, either.
I went back to work today. Up until about an hour ago, I thought I was out of the woods. But that damn headache has come back this afternoon.
Will I be going to the chiropractor again tomorrow? Will I be leading Saturday’s scheduled hike at Montara Mountain? Do I wish I could enjoy a nice glass of vino without it tripling my pain?
Are they making bionic necks yet?
Whew! It’s been a rough, and expensive, few days. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone. Now where did I put that Excedrin? Unhh….
~winehiker