Originally posted on September 29th, 2009.
Just a few hours after arriving in Lisbon, Portugal, 2.5 weeks ago I managed to sprain my back - and I only shifted my weight as I sat in a faux leather booth. Initially, I ignored it. Even wandered through the neighborhood with a backpack. By the end of the night my pace had considerable slowed down (think gramps's speed) and my back was killing me. I figured a good night's sleep would solve it. Unfortunately, the mattress was a soft one; besides the fact that I'm not used to it (mine's harder), it didn't provide sufficient support.
A week and a half later I was still shuffling around and a friend of mine suggested I see a chiropractor. She even recommended me a clinic.
They actually had an open spot the next day (somebody cancelled). I went, had my spine and skeleton frame scanned, and the first treatment. Lots of popping, but it seemed to be helping; the pain disappeared for the greater part, and I was able to walk properly again. (Definitely beats popping Robax Platinum!) Turns out my chiropractor's an American. Too funny.
The downside to the treatment was - and still is - the dizziness. It's not as bad as my spells of vertigo, but very inconvenient nonetheless.
I had another treatment yesterday, and told him about it. We also established the reason why the vertebrae in my neck is lined up in pretty much a straight line instead of slightly curved: too much headbanging. The effects are similar to those of whiplash. Good to know, eh?
Anyway, despite it being expensive I do notice progress.
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