...For Some Kind of Thaw
The ground is still as hard as granite.
However, the temperature is not quite as frigid so it is a bit easier to be outdoors.
I stripped all three stalls on Wednesday. In the process, Tucker tossed his head and clipped me right under the chin. Great. Whiplash and a slightly dislocated jaw. I worked my jaw to get it back in line but I knew I was in trouble with my neck.
Sure enough, Thursday morning, I awoke with the beginnings of a bad migraine. I went to school but by the end of first period, I was totally sick. I had to leave. I went to the chiropractor to get the vertebrae adjusted, but by then it was too late.
I spent the rest of the day in bed. Miserable in head and stomach, as so often happens with my migraines. It took until Friday morning for the last of the irritated nerves to settle back down.
I was out of it and woozy in the morning, so I ended up calling in sick again. I hated to do it, but I just didn't feel well enough to drive in, let alone teach any classes. I hope they managed to find a substitute to cover my classes. I did email in some lesson plans, so that was kind of OK.
By early afternoon, I was nearly back up to par. I still think I could use another adjustment, but I will see if I can get an appointment on Saturday.
I had been doing so well up until the head clonk. The "activator" adjustments were holding and I was feeling pretty darn good all around. I hope the horsie whiplash doesn't set me back.
In the meantime, I will just have to be a bit more careful and remind certain big horses that big heads need to stay out of my face and space. *G*