“When Should I get Treatment?”

“When should I get treatment?”

I get asked this question a lot, most often by people who are nursing an injury, hoping that I’ll tell them to just wait it out.  And the truth is, for most injuries, waiting it out will ease your symptoms.  Nature will take its course, your body will know what to do, and your pain will subside.  But is that really the best option?

blank-muscle-anatomyYou see, our bodies are very, very smart.  They know what to do to fix things, far better than I claim to know.  But the thing is, our bodies don’t take compensation injuries into account.  A rob-Peter-to-pay-Paul situation often develops.  And let’s not forget the time factor; manual therapy can speed up healing rates.

Take the common example of knee pain.  Your knee hurts.  So you take some time off from the gym, modify your daily activities, and utilize home remedies like stretching and Voltarin and hot tubs and ice.  You feel better, so you return to the gym and the physical rigors of daily life.  But your knee pain starts to creep back in, although milder than before, and now it’s accompanied by lower back pain.  Why?  Well, the cause of your knee pain was never really addressed with all of your stretching and Voltarin-ing and hot tubbing and icing, so when you resume activity, it comes back.  And your body has done such a excellent job of compensating (gait changes, postural changes, biomechanical changes) that your lower back worked extra hard and is now paying the price via a secondary injury.  And you forgot to maintain your core strength while you did all that laying around nursing your knee pain.  Sigh.

“When should I get treatment?”

You should get treatment if home remedies aren’t working effectively.

You should get treatment if you want to get back in the game faster.

You should get treatment if you want to be proactive and preventative with your health.

“When should I get treatment?”

Now.

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For Mark Freeman

We went to a friend’s 40th birthday party on Saturday night.  He’s a Phys Ed teacher, and it was a costume party- the theme being Phys Ed wear through the ages.  You can imagine the hysterical possibilities.

“Why don’t you ever blog about me?” he asked me.  “Not even a shout-out?”

“You got a shout-out when the Burlington flood happened,” I responded (you can read that here).

“Yah, but that wasn’t about me, that was about the flood,” he said.

Fair point.

So to you, Mark Freeman, I dedicate this entire blog post.  Happy birthday my friend.  Allow me to get sappy:

Mark and his wife Jacquie have become wonderful friends of ours over the last ten years.  They are the kind of people who you can count on.  The kind of people who come through when it really matters.  The kind of people who offer to help you move, who pop by unannounced for an afternoon visit, who bring you fuzzy pajamas and cozy slippers when you’re strugging the most (true story).

We love you, Mark Freeman, and we hope you had a great birthday party.  Wishing you many, many more years of health and happiness!

Now how’s that for a shout-out?!

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Religion and Politics

I’ve been writing this blog regularly for more than three years now.  And I have yet to write about religion or politics.  The best way to ruin a dinner party?  Talk about religion or politics.  This also applies to blogs.  However, I saw an image floating around online that really made an impression on me, so I thought I’d share it here:

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I went to church regularly throughout my childhood, my husband is a Catholic schoolteacher, and I certainly believe in a higher power.  But for the last few years I’ve been struggling to actually make it inside a church on a Sunday.  With a young family and the demands of a busy life, carving out a couple of hours on a Sunday morning seems a bit too much to handle.

Sunday mornings are often spent cheering on my husband at his touch football games, going to the gym, or heading out for a family walk in the trails.  They are spent doing things that nurture my spirit, but not within the traditional four walls of a church setting.

I’m a kind person.  I raise my kids to be kind people.  For now, our ‘church’ is our daily life; our friends, our family, our activities, our backyard.  Our church is welcoming to all and nurturing to our hearts and minds.  Our church has music and laughter and love; a whole lotta love.

And it makes me happy.

Preach.