Brain Shake

Aztec a week and a half ago or so, I forgot to tell you all that I had a run in with a caber.

It was super odd, last event of the day, second to the last caber attempt.  It was Sheila.  A decent straight stick that lots of the women hate...she doesn't bother me much.

So I pick her and she turns in my had a little and swings around and taps the side of my head.  My glasses are driven into my nose and I get pissed.  I know I should have dropped her, but I held on and tried to toss her.  I didn't of course, but the next go at her I got a 12....so whatever sheila....

Well...I had a nasty headache that night.....and yes the next day.  I figured it would go away.

I went to the gym Monday and I was ok...but it was light.  I still had a headache on Tuesday....

Wednesday morning I woke up and felt a little better, except my neck was killing me.  Got to the gym and it was a heavy dead and sled day...I was supposed to do 4 rounds, only got through 2....

Nasty Nasty headache.

I knew I was jacked...I rested Thursday (which I seem to do a lot of these days) but that night I said to Grant, I gotta see some one.. I thought all I needed a massage.  My sis in law is recovering right now so I was going through my list. But frankly not thinking very clearly....Ahhhh my amazing friend Grace...(she's got some magic...) but the weather change was kicking her ass. I looked at Charlesy Schedule but she wasn't available and frankly I was scared to see her...needles in my neck!!  My dear friend Gwyn is not really doing that kind of work right now, and I didn't think to call Dan til much later.  I also knew it was super short notice shit for any of these folks.

I was at work by Friday with my head in my hands when I suddenly thought...MAGIC MAN...

Duh...go see Paul.

But it was already Friday afternoon and I was not looking forward to the weekend plans we had made at all.

But I got lucky.

He got me in.

And I did NOT need a massage....

I walking into his space and he looked at me and said "your head is crooked."

Ew....

Yeah.  He adjusted my skull.  It was kinda gross.  He looked at me at one point and laughed..."this should really hurt, but you are so used to pain you really don't care do you."  I laughed too...No Paul I don't, just do it.

Paul really is a magic Man.

My jaw was wonky, I had ribs out, my hip was twisted, and my sacrum was jacked as well.

I just thought my neck hurt...but it wasn't even my neck.

All this from a little tap on the head from Sheila.

I had one more game scheduled this year. This weekend. A new local game.  Well, we are short judges, so I volunteered... given all this twisty jacked up body stuff going on....it's a blessing we were short a judge.

I am still looking forward to the game and to letting Sheila attack someone else.