Supermom's Visit to the Chiropractor

Supermom's Visit to the Chiropractor

All you Mom’s out there— tell me if this sounds familiar.  When your kids have a cold, who blows their little noses?  When your husband complains of aches and pains, who harasses him endlessly until he gives in and goes to see his primary doctor?  When the dog is outside eating grass and coughing up foreign objects, who loads him up in the car and hauls him to the vet?  The answer is simple—M-O-M.   Moms are the ones who kiss away hurts, monitor cholesterol levels, and keep everyone in the family healthy. Well, everyone except for herself, of course.  Moms are the traditional care givers, not the care receivers.  Moms are more likely to have an appendage fall off their bodies and simply hot glue it right back into place in order to avoid even the appearance that they are not in complete control of their own health. 

I, too, subscribed to the SUPERMOM mentality and have often shirked off any pesky ailment that slowed me down in my pursuit of successfully managing career, home, husband and an energetic 7-year- old boy.  I ignored one particular pain until it was so bad I was no longer able to roll out of bed from my back to my side, without pulling myself over using the headboard as leverage.  That was when my husband said, “That’s it.  I am setting up an appointment for you at the chiropractor.”  My initial knee jerk reaction was, “Naaah….I am fine.” Luckily for me, my husband is equally as hardheaded as I am, and he wore me down until I finally agreed to go, if for nothing else than to get him off my case.  Geeesh….and men call women nags! 

So…..I arrived at Dr. Heather Whittle’s office, and was ready to get a quick fix for my lower back pain. Dr. Heather greeted me and whisked me back to a lovely examination room, where we sat down and discussed my symptoms as well as my overall health goals for the upcoming months.  She explained how she sees herself as a “Wellness Coach” for families and doesn’t prescribe to the quick-fix-and-send-you-packing-until-you-are-in-unbearable-pain-again type of care.   She explained that she was there to help me achieve the best possible health I could have.  Now, that was a switch!  Someone else was looking out for the SUPERMOM for once.  How refreshing is that? 

After explaining her health care philosophy, Dr. Heather did a scan of my entire spine with a device that measured the parts of my nervous system that were being compromised by various vertebrae being out of line.  Down to every ache and pain, it was able to identify which areas Dr. Heather needed to work on first.  We then went into the adjustment room, and, within moments, Dr. Heather discovered that my sacrum was severely out of place on the left side.  After a few adjustments, Dr. Heather was able to get the sacrum back into the proper place.  Once I stood up, it was an overwhelming feeling of “WOW!” I couldn’t put my finger on exactly what it was, but I felt better walking out of the office than I had when I walked in for my appointment. 

Over the next few days, I found myself waking each morning, rolling out of bed, and realizing that I hadn’t been able to accomplish that simple task pain-free in a long time.  More than that, I noticed an unexpected result as well.  My scan had indicated that my sinuses were severely compromised, but I hadn’t really noticed that it was a problem.  That is, not until after my adjustment.  Suddenly, the world just smelled like a better place.  Christmas dinner had NEVER smelled so wonderful. The aroma from the kitchen had me literally salivating.  I didn’t even know that my sense of smell was out of whack until it was restored to me again. Of course, the advent of an acute sense of smell does have its drawbacks.  My nose can now smell a soiled diaper at 100 yards, so playing with my 11-month-old nephew isn’t nearly as appealing as it once was. 

Nevertheless, a very special thanks goes out from my family and me to Dr. Heather.  I am thrilled to be feeling better, to be able to exercise and not feel like I have been mowed down by a freight train, and I can literally stop and smell the roses now. 

Cynthia M.
Jan 05