I had gone to the chiropractor yesterday and she said I may have a slipped disc. I'm not sure if it's from riding in the van for 7 hours on Sunday or wearing my boots all day that have a bit of a heel or if it isn't from any particular thing. What I do know is I have to begin being fully committed to working out. I need to get stronger so maybe I won't go through this again. The day after an adjustment is always rough, thus the pain this morning. And I'm really being careful today- not staying in one position too long, not lifting the little ones, not bending or reaching. The chiropractor wants to see me three times a week for six weeks. It's really hard for me to commit to things, like chiropractic care and working out, that take me away from the kids. I like being with them AND it's my responsibility to care for and teach them. So I really don't like giving up that time and even the control. But I guess the severe pain is a wake up call that it's time to really start taking care of this body so I can take care of everyone else better.
I'm humbled by the feeling of helplessness. By the need to rely on Pete to hold me up and the children to do the work around here. And by the reminder that without God's grace each day I can do nothing.