August 06, 2004
A Much More Fun Post
Well, I finally have a diagnosis. Two, actually.
I have a thoracic sprain. The Dr. Described it as being like as if I jumped off a 4 foot ladder, landing on my foot and spraining my ankle, except that it's the middle of my back. Then imagine I continued to walk around on said ankle, without wrapping it, only occasionally putting ice on it. That's what's going on in my back.
In addition to that, I've torn several of my rhomboid muscles and my trapezius muscle. The rhomboids are the little muscles in the back that hold the ribs and allow them to expand/contract, and the trapezius is a big old muscle that goes across the tops of the shoulders and then down along the back along the spinal column. Since those muscles are torn and inflamed, there's a chance that they could build up scar tissue, which obviously we're working against.
Other than the back, though, I seem to be doing pretty good. Sitting at the computer for long periods of time still sucks, though, which is why my updates are so few and far between.
My mother has been on my ass that I don't eat properly (even though I'm confident that I DO) and that I need to start eating eggs and dairy again, because my muscles need protein to heal. She doesn't seem to understand that most Americans get too MUCH protein, that their bodies can't even utilize it all. I know sometimes I'm not consciencious about my diet, but lately I have been.
I even choke down those horrible Kashi protein shakes every other day. Just in case, you know? Mixed with soy milk and some berries, they're not TOO vile.
It frustrates me that my mom is using my accident to try to undermine my veganism. She's never liked that I'm a vegan, and gets on my case bout it periodically, but usually I ignore her. Lately, she pops up every six inches trying to convince me to eat an egg.
"If we go to the farm, they're nice to the chickens! Besides, if you don't eat eggs, if everyone stops eating eggs, no one will keep chickens anymore and they'll all be extinct!" She cries, "It'll be your fault all the chickens will die out."
This is the stupidest logic I've ever heard of in my life. Better no existence than a miserable one. Besides, just because I don't eat eggs doesn't mean no one does. Insert eye roll here.
And now, back to the studio.
Posted by Mallory | Filed under:
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DATE: 8/12/2004 02:04:51 PM
Ah, it's great to have someone backing you up who actually knows what they are talking about! Luckily for me, my parents gave up on harrassing me about my diet a long time ago. In fact, a lot of the time, my Dad usually gushes about my diet choice, which I find so strange coming from a man who has to have steak almost every night!My doctor was always really good about it too. Every year or two, he will run a bunch of blood tests to make sure I have been getting everything I need. Once, I was on the "low end of the normal range" for one of the B-vitamins, and he asked me to be more conscious of my diet, and he would check it again in six months. Six months later, everything was fine again.Interestingly enough, I used to have a terrible time keeping my iron levels up, but since I stopped eating meat, my iron hasn't been low. I attribute this to being more conscious about what I am eating, and not relying so much on junk food.
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TITLE: Chiropractic Update
AUTHOR: The Illustrious Mallory
DATE: 8/4/2004 12:08:58 PM
Posted by: Mandy at January 1, 2005 03:54 AM
