The pain of fall.

There must needs be opposition in all things. As much as I love the fall, it brings with it a reminder that I am gettin' on in years. My body has become a human barometer that tells me when it will rain.
It was 4 years ago that I went to play with my nieces in their pool. We had SOOOO much fun diving and swinging off the rope over the pool. Noone told me that I was over 50 and hadn't done this in a kazillion years. After one totally wicked jump I felt a twinge. I just kept playing through the pain. The diagnosis after this idiotic escapade was a strained sacroiliac joint. (google it) Now, every fall as the weather changes I suffer from sacroilitus. I double my chiropractor appointments and dive for the Aleve.











The Aleve makes my knee feel better as well. Before the pool thing, I was getting up too quickly from the Lazyboy without first putting the footrest down. I just straddled the footrest and stood up, straining my left knee and causing inflammation. The orthopoedic surgeon gave me a steroid shot and taught me exercises to help "strengthen the tendons around the knee." Yep....every fall my knee yelps in pain.
My neck? Sooooo many years ago during my Junior year as a cheerleader, I was a little too close to Teri Solo. We were both in jump mode and came down together. I fell wrong and spent the next 2 weeks with a stiff neck. I feel it every fall to this day. This is the only injury I'm proud of because it wasn't done doing something stupid. (Wait. What's that Brad? My brother just made a joke. I think you can figure out what it was. He had 8 sisters and 7 of them were cheerleaders. No, cheerleading is not stupid. You broke a wrist and a leg playing football. Stupid?)
It is Halloween and my back is aching, my knee is twitching, and my neck hurts. You guessed it....the weatherman is predicting rain tomorrow.