Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Lather, rinse, repeat

Autopilot. I feel like I walk around most of the time on autopilot. I notice lots of other people doing the same. Drop the kids at school, pick up the kids from school, take this child here, pick up this one there, cook some pathetic form of food for dinner (based on what I can actually get all 3 kids to eat and still be able to stomach somewhat too), clean up, go to bed. That's the bulk of my day, right there. Five days a week. Errands, laundry, cleaning, and homework are thrown in there too at times. OK, the cleaning isn't thrown in there quite enough, but hey, that's a choice I made.

Why?

Part of me relishes the time I spend with my kids, but really, I feel more like a taxi driver than a significant role model.

And is this all there is? Yeesh, I should ask for a re-do.

Monday, May 6, 2013

Ah, headaches

It's true. I have a headache almost every day. There are reasons for it, but I don't know all of them. I have scoliosis, so my back, neck, and shoulder muscles get a workout every day just to try to make me look straight. And of course my back curves low in my back, right where stress hits anyway. So I know this is part of my headache cycle.

I mentioned the headaches to my doctor the other day and he wants me to see the chiropractor on a rather aggressive schedule for awhile to see if that makes a difference. I know it will help, but I really don't think it's the whole story. Why? Because my mother also has a headache almost every day. And the scoliosis is hereditary from my father's side of the family, so my mother's back is fine.

My headaches aren't migraines. Very seldom do I have those traditional migraine symptoms of sensitivity to light, spots, or nausea. For me to be nauseous from a headache means that I am in pain overload because my muscles are tight from my feet up to my head, and it does happen every now and then. Migraine meds don't do a thing for me, because these really are not migraines.

I don't seem to have trigger foods. Red wine, chocolate, aged cheese may give me headaches, but they are different from what I usually endure.

So what to do. Sigh. I guess the chiro and I will become fast friends. Too bad I'm already married, because I should have married a chiropractor. :P