If you’ve been around A Benew Journey since the beginning, you know that in 2012 I was in two car accidents. The first resulted in whip lash, the second in some undiagnosed head malady. I sort of quit talking about that.
After seeing several specialists and getting no real help my family doc and I decided to accept where I was. He told me I may never be completely normal again, and that I needed to figure out how to live in a way that compensated for what I’d lost. That was earlier this year. Meanwhile, the very nice (NOT) insurance adjuster pretty much accused me of making it all up. I asked him to never call again and tried to just live my life in my new normal.
Over time the symptoms have lessened, but they never went away completely. They return on days I am at the computer a lot. I try to take breaks and take a walk or something when it gets especially bad. Often the symptoms are relieved short-term, only to return again when I return to work. The symptoms also act up during high stress moments.
The reason I’m talking about this again is to ask for prayer. My hope that there might be a solution was stirred on Wednesday when I went to the chiropractor. (He’s treated me since my first car accident and has tried different things for these symptoms I was experiencing.) He’d just returned from a class on using cranial manipulation to help people who’ve had concussions or similar experiences. He did this new technique on me. I felt woosy afterwards, flushed, and had a rush of emotion.
An interesting aside is that one of the tests at the ENT specialist last January was supposed to make me dizzy. It didn’t, but they couldn’t explain why my results were so abnormal. I found the instant dizziness today very interesting.
So today I sat crying and dizzy in the waiting room at the chiropractors, too affected to drive home. One of the chiropractor’s workers went through a car accident that caused a concussion a while back, and Dr. Snyder had done this technique on her. She laughed as she handed me tissue, assured me the response was normal, and said she has received a lot of help from the cranial treatments she’s received.
After I settled enough to drive I got really excited at the idea that treatment had obviously done SOMETHING. On the drive home I felt clearer that I have in a long time, my thinking more sharp. However, a headache soon followed. Once home, I laid down. When I got up I had symptoms I used to get several months ago but haven’t had much lately. I’ve heard that as you heal you can sometimes go backward through the stages of injury. I’m praying this is why I feel what I’m feeling.
But then again, isn’t a whole lot of life–persevering in hope, falling back on Jesus when we’re afraid? Believing in the sun even when we don’t see it?
An interesting aside: As I drove to the chiropractor this morning I prayed more than I usually do about it. I asked that Dr. Snyder would be especially attuned to what my body needed. I also talked to the Lord about how frustrating it is to be in charge of events but to be unable to remember details, like times and who I’ve delegated what to. I prayed that He would help me figure out a system to aid in this deficit or to give me more clarity of mind. I remembered those prayers as I drove home with that new sharpness of thought. Unfortunately it is gone again now, but I at least I felt it for a fleeting moment. At least I know what it feels like, know it can happen for me.
Now you know the story. Would you pray for my healing? And while you’re at it, I’m in charge of an all day writer’s workshop this weekend. I’d love prayers that I can think clearly and that the workshop will be beneficial to the attendees–and if you live on the western slope and love to write, join us!
(PS Just an aside since this blog IS about weight loss. The chiropractor asked if I had reached my high school weight yet. We both laughed. Here’s the gospel truth, folks. I am a momma of 4. I carried and nursed four babies. My body will never again look like it did at 17, and I don’t care!! Just for fun I dug out an old picture before children. This was my wedding shower. I was 23. I’m standing between two of my bridesmaids, Kristin and Elizabeth. Don’t you love the big hair?)