Thursday, January 28, 2010

Sore Neck

My dearest readers, it's been too long. Far too long since I sat here and wrote something colourful or shared a recipe.

Skies are already lighter in the late afternoon, ground that was impenetrable yields to the fork like rich chocolate cake, falling in succulent earthworm blessed clods.

I long to turn the soil and swing my arms like a girl. I'd like to sprinkle some seeds on Finley's wild meadow in the allotment.

My body wants to run, but a sore neck keeps me slow and tender. I'm starting a course of treatment with a chiropractor to unlock half a lifetime of leaning forward to catch the moment a second sooner. When I walk the top of me arrives first.

After the initial adjustment I felt as light as air, as tipsy as a champagne waiter who likes to join in. I held my head in it's new position like a glass bauble.

When the aching set in the next day  it was all I could do not to lie in a heap on the floor and cry. I felt as though someone had yanked a few vertebrae out, leaving sand in their place. Longing to slump, I held myself in this new strange position, unable to go back, my body aching to return to the safety of old twisted ways. All I could think about was sliding into a warm Epsom Salt bath and a fluffy bathrobe, but our rented house is bath-less, with only a vintage shower where the tub should be.

I have a little something to write about Studland Bay and recipes for nut milk and bread that I will share when my neck settles down.

In the meantime, send me a virtual massage and a bathtub. x x x

12 comments:

Juanita said...

That sounds remarkably unpleasant, Naomi! Sorry to hear that you're under the weather. Mend well!

Flora May said...

I always think you have marvellous posture, if that's any consolation! I am truly sorry for your bathlessness though.

I've also been seeking any signs of Spring approaching - the leaf buds on bare branches seem to be bulging promisingly, but heck, it's still only January...must just be wishful thinking. I have seen catkins though. Just the very word puts a girlish skip in my step ^.^

Kate said...

Oh Naomi - a sore neck is the worst! I had a really bad one last year, and it was a few weeks of hot packs, resting, no computer (eep!) and gentle stretches. I've found putting your hand right in front of your face and pulling back your nose away from your hand really helps. I gives you an ugly, triple chin for a moment, but seems to work!

Hope you're feeling much better soon,

Kate x

My Year Without said...

I'm so sorry to hear about your neck! I used to get kinks in my neck every couple of months and they were the worst. A sore neck affects just about everything you do.

Here are my two bits. I saw a chiropractor once who suggested I lay down flat on my back on the floor for 5 minutes, several times during the day. It sounded funny, but I did it and something about that totally relaxed my neck. I have no idea if in your case this would even be indicated, but that's all I got!

Take care!

Nick said...

It's always amazed me how crappy and depressed we get when we aren't feeling well, but usually fail to appreciate our health when we are feeling normal. Feel better!

nath said...

oh poor darling. you can come and wallow in our avocado bath if the sight of it isn't more painful than your sore neck. XX

back late today or tomorrow.

Heidi said...

I got online today to distract myself from a sore back & inflamed shoulder. When I read your post, I winced in sympathy. I hope your new neck position starts to feel normal very soon. Best wishes from a fond reader.

Stephanie @glutenfreebynature said...

Naomi,
so sorry to hear that your neck is taking over your life at the moment. It's the worst kind of ache isn't it? Even when we do someting so simple as laugh it reminds us that it is still there.

Just wanted to say that I so enjoy your writing no matter the topic. You have such an eloquent way with words. Even though tomorrow is only the beginning of February I have found myself hopeful for spring - after reading this. Thank you as always for your gift of words.

Naomi Devlin said...

Juanita, Stephanie, Nick, Kate, Heidi and My Year Without, thank you all for your kind words and empathy! They felt like a warm hand on my sore neck.

Flora - thank you for praising my posture! Catkins are a miracle every year.

Nat, Thank you for your kind offer - I may well call over with a bag of Epsom salts. We have an avocado toilet and basin downstairs so I guess I'd feel right at home. I see the chiropractor again tomorrow so we'll see how things go. I'll give you some warning though!

x x x

Esther said...

Hugs I do hope that the end result is worth it and it should be. Readjusting when you have been so sued to the wrong position is weird I know.

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