Weedvillian Walker: Chiropractor

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Chiropractor

Well, I've been seeing the chiropractor now for a while and do believe he is helping. I have had better days in the past week or two than I have had in the past year since the accident. Who would have believed that I should be using ice instead of heat? The pain management doctor and therapist had meusing heat for the past year. I am seeing the chiro. 3 times a week for a month, then twice a week for a month. Eventually will be down to once a month. At least its not the middle of the summer or early spring. I am glad to get this over with now that its winter. Hopefully by the time the nice weather gets here I will not have to spend my time there. It is time consuming. I have been going before and after work and it takes about an hour out of my day. Time off is scarce enough as it is. this just adds to it. However, I do think he is helping more than anyone else has.

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In Memory

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!””Gone where?”Gone from my sight.
That is all. She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her. And just at the moment when someone at my side says: “There, she is gone!” there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout: ‘Here she comes!”
And that is dying.
Henry Van Dyke

Don't Quit

When things go wrong as they sometimes will. When the road you're trudging seems all uphill. When funds are low and the debts are high. And you want to smile, but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down a bit. Rest, if you must, but don't you quit Life is queer with its twists and turns. As everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a failure turns about When he might have won had he stuck it out: Don't give up though the pace seems slow- you may succeed with another blow. Success is failure turned inside out- The silver tint of the clouds of doubt. And you never can tell how close you are. It may be near when it seems so far: So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit- It's when things seem worst that you must not QUIT Author unknown