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I don’t really consider myself a klutz, but perhaps it’s that kind of thinking that tempts fate. Two weeks ago, just as I was about to leave the house for an event, I found myself slipping on the bathroom floor and landing rather nastily on my lower back. Luckily, as every person who has heard about the incident tells me, I did not hit my head on the doorknob.
At that time, however, I could not be grateful for small mercies because I was already in agonizing pain. I couldn’t move at all so I simply screamed for help. Our helper, Ate Josie, had to drag me to the nearest soft surface where I continued to endure sharp spikes of pain shooting up my back.
Lesson learned? Yes, definitely.
The story does not end unfortunately there. Every time I bend (which basically means every time I sit and stand), I feel pain. Getting on and off jeepneys is the worst. My lower back would feel so tightly-strung that I feel like one false move would send each one snapping in half. Nothing is fractured, says Mang Rod, our chiropractor. However, my bones have become, for lack of a better term, displaced.
Tomorrow, I’m seeing him for our third session. Hopefully, that will be the end of it because, well, sometimes going to the chiropractor is no less painful than slipping on the floor. Despite this, no one should forego treatment.
Of course, slipping on the floor is not as serious as, say, cancer, but if you have slipped on the floor and have done so spectacularly, then you should at least go have yourself checked. Why? Here are five reasons.