I stand - it hurts.
I lay down - it hurts.
I get back up - it hurts.
I dare move in bed while sleeping - it wakes me up like a shot out of hell.
I breathe - you got it..it hurts!
So I asked for help. (Something I have been reminded again and again by multiple sources lately that I need to do more of). My boss told me, "This guy will not only help you, he will change your life."
I left work early today to have my world rocked. A bit afraid of an earthquake, I asked my husband to meet me there.
After signing my life away (but not completing any personal history), 'this guy' asked me to stand. He cocked his head and stared at me, eyeball measured a few things, and sat back down. He then proceeded to take a deep look into my very soul and tell me my own health history, and then some, without missing a beat.
Was 'this guy for real?!?
As we continued chatting (and I have no idea how this subject even came up), I revealed for some reason that Todd and I had been trying to have a baby, again, for the last few years - that I had all but given up since losing my last job back in June; letting my weight spin out of control and dumping all excersise. He looked up at both of us and asked, "Do you still want to get pregnant?"
My husband looked over and smiled at the light in my eyes he hadn't seen in so long.
He briefly described how chiropractic care works alongside good nutrition and healthy balance to create an opportunity for natural pregancy. As he told me about his recent success stories, my eyes wandered around the room to various posters and signs in his office. "I do not heal. I align your body so that you can align your heart for God to heal." one says right next to a poster image of chubby little baby fingers being held by a mother's hand.
"We will make that happen", 'this guy' says.