My masseuse told me I've tense shoulders and shortened neck muscles. I look down far too much. Too much housework, gardening and talking to friends I expect. I'm tall. I socialise with shorter friends. Then to relax I read, write letters and blog. I'm going to have to try and find some friends to look up to. And some hobbies that force to me to look up. It's taken me a week to recover from the effects of the massage. It's slowly wearing off and I hope to be back to 'normal' in a few days.
It has made me realise how tiring and draining pain is. Especially if you have it every day and all day. It's made me realise how hard it is for My Man to cope day in day out. The doctor and the chiropractor have told him 'this is as good as it gets'. It's not very good at all so he is understandably even more depressed. He moves like a man in his late 70s - which may make it all OK ; in 15 years time.
Meanwhile, we both have to come to terms with the loss of our dream of how our retirement years would be. In travelling, exploring, house sitting and pet sitting. I regret now the number of years we were hard working, prudent with money, frugal and saving towards our retirement. I think it will be easier once he has come to terms with being 'less able'. At the moment he is still trying to do 'normal tasks'. He can't believe how little he is able to manage without becoming exhausted through the effort involved. Also the time it takes him to recover enough to try again. We need to sort out some outside painting jobs, a leaking shower stall, in fact several minor little DIY jobs. We really need to get an odd job man in. but to do so will be too admit that 'it ain't getting any better'.