What’s Next?

*Continuance of “My Story” starting with Blog #1: When your life flashes before your eyes in a flood gate of memories…

Mom and I talked about finding a new doctor to help me with my left side pain.  We decided to look online for a Functional Medicine Doctor(FMD).  She found a handful of them in Minnesota, the closest being 4 hours away.  The FMD we picked not only practiced Holistic and Alternative ways of healing, but also incorporated Western Medicine in his practice.  That was part of the reason we thought he would be a good fit, to incorporate both Eastern AND Western Medicine, to get to the root of the pain.

Mom called and set up the appointment for mid November 2014, one month after my departure with Dr. R.  We both spoke to the FMD on the phone.  He had many questions he wanted to ask me prior to the physical appointment.  He also sent me paperwork to fill out for when we’d meet him.

The month between was a long one.  I continued to battle all of my symptoms and pain.  The day before the appointment finally came, a snow storm was coming in, so Mom and I drove to Minneapolis the evening before to be there for the morning appointment.

The next morning Minneapolis awoke to over a foot of snow.  We were only 5 minutes from the FMD’s office but gave ourselves ample time to get there.  Just as we arrived to the parking garage at the office building my phone buzzed, notifying me of a phone call and voicemail.  I looked at it, curiously, as I didn’t recognize the number.  My phone hadn’t even rang.  Weird, I thought.  I listened to the voicemail, “Hi Kelly, this is _____.  Unfortunately, due to the weather and the slow traffic I won’t be able to make it in for your appointment this morning.  I MIGHT make it in for my afternoon appointments, but I’m not even sure about that yet.  Sorry.  You can call the office to reschedule your appointment.”

I was devastated and angry.  With a roaring vengeance I cried out,  “You’ve GOT to be kidding me!”  Mom looked at me, bewildered.  I told her the voice message.  Tears pooled down my cheeks.  I angrily wiped at them.  I gave Mom the phone and she listened to the voicemail.  Then, she called the doctor back.  He didn’t answer, so she left a message for him on his personal phone.

A few minutes later the phone rang from the same number, so Mom took the call.  He said, “I’m unable to get into the office.  I only made it 2 miles from my house.  The roads were icy, stopping traffic over the bridge.  I don’t know if there’s an accident or what.  I probably won’t be coming into work at all today.  Call the office and they’ll reschedule your daughter.”

Mom responded, “It’s been almost a month of waiting to get this appointment for Kelly.  My daughter is sitting here next to me in excruciating pain, and your telling me to simply reschedule her?  We drove here last night from 4 hours away to beat the storm.  Can you see her this afternoon?”

The conversation elaborated, then came to an end.  Because of his shortcomings in communicating, we researched him in depth right there in the parking garage, finding out that the he wasn’t what he claimed to be, he not having the credentials of a Functional Medicine Doctor, but that of a Chiropractor who did some Eastern therapies in his practice.  Needless to say, I didn’t end up seeing him that day or ever.  Where would the road lead to next?

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Frustration, anger, bewilderment, and more flooded through me that morning.  I fought off the “of course this would happen to you”, and “another dead end” thoughts.  I’ll admit it wasn’t easy to find anything positive in the situation.  I was in turmoil while riding side saddle to Mom at the driver’s seat.  As we pulled out of the parking garage and into traffic, tears silently trickled down my face.  Why is this happening God? 

Stopped in traffic, Mom leaned over and gave me a hug.  I fought sobs that wanted to surface, but that would make my left side hurt more.  I squirmed in my seat.   Silent tears continued trickling down my cheeks.  Mom had her tears too.  I clenched my jaw and tried to breath.  The car was silent as I sat staring out the window, feeling numb… and detached.  She called to let Dad know of the morning’s flop.

After much silence while driving the freeway at minimal speed, Mom spoke, “Kelly, do you want to see if Dr. L(our family’s NUCCA Chiropractor) has an opening for you?  Maybe that would help?”

I continued staring out the window.  After some thought I replied, “I guess I could do that.  Seems I can’t stay in alignment very good since I’ve been so sick.  I reckon that might be a wise choice.”  I called the Chiropractor’s office.  He had a pretty open schedule, with cancellations that day, so I got in immediately.

I’d started going to our NUCCA Chiropractic back in 2011.  I’d gone to other Chiropractors that weren’t trained in NUCCA(National Upper Cervical Chiropractic Association) before that.  NUCCA is a non-invasive, gentle, unique type of chiropractic therapy.  The doctor does his adjustments from the cervical atlas(first bone in the neck), using a non-invasive (no cracking of neck or body parts) method to adjust and bring balance back for the patient.  After my first NUUCA appointment, I’d felt the difference immediately.  For the first time in years I had long term relief for my right shoulder(pain which stemmed from a high school alpine skiing competition injury).  Along with MANY other benefits, NUCCA therapy got my head back on straight, relieving pinched nerves to open the highways of communication so that my brain could get messages of healing, through the nervous system, to my shoulder.

Many years later, the morning of the snow storm in Dr L’s office, he asked, “How are you, Kelly?  What’s brought you in today?”

I told him about our morning, my presumed appointment with the assumed FMD, and my frustration.  The Chiropractor looked at me, astonished.  Turns out, he knew of the guy and confirmed that he wasn’t actually a FMD(as we too had just found out that morning).  I said, “I honestly don’t know where to go, or what to do next.  I’m certainly not going back to that guy.”

Throughout the course of our conversation, the Chiropractor said he knew of a FMD located only 10 minutes away from his office.  He told me a testimonial of someone he knew that had gone to the FMD he was referencing.  “I’ll get the name of the business when we are done here.”  And with that said, the Chiropractor did his thing and got me back in alignment.

Being so sick, my body was constantly fighting itself to stay in alignment, adjustments lasted for a short amount of time.  With NUCCA chiropractic, the goal of the Chiropractor is to see you only once or twice a year.  Why?  Because once the top two vertebrae, Atlas and Axis, are back in alignment, you’re body should be able to hold its alignment.  Being in alignment, with no restrictions or impingements, healing should happen.  There are exceptions to this 1-2 times a year, given a patients injuries, state of health, etc.  My ill state, and having my body constantly fighting itself, meant I was seeing the Chiropractor every few months(which wasn’t even often enough).

After the appointment Dr. L gave me the name of the nearby FMD saying, “I’m really sorry you got stood-up, Kelly.  I’m glad you came in today.  I hope this information is helpful.”

I smiled, touched by his apology that wasn’t even his to issue.  “Thank you for the information and for your help.  I feel better than I did when I walked in.  And thank you for caring.”  It was nice to have some relief my constant headaches.  They never totally went away, but I’d take whatever relief I could get.

Later that afternoon, Mom called the new FMD’s office.  He was scheduled out a month.  Long story short, after much talk the FMD agreed to see me the following week.  I can’t begin to tell you how relieved I was.  Help and answers are right around the corner,  I thought.

JE November  12th, 2014

I’m sick, so very sick.  It started last night near bed time and has been bad since then.  It has been well over 24 hours.  I have had hot and cold sweats.  I feel like my gut is ripping apart. The cramps are horrendous when they grab me.  I feel like I’m going to vomit and go to the bathroom at the same time.  My whole body aches, and low back pain is constant.  I’ve had major headaches that don’t go away for a LONG time now.  Not getting very much sleep with all this plus all my other symptoms…*sigh*

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