Then, last night my daughter wanted to be picked up and carried to bed (she’s 8). I just couldn’t say no (how much longer is she going to be my little girl after all?). So I picked her up and started towards her room.  It didn’t take more than six or eight steps before the pain shot in through my hip, down through my left leg to the calf where it crashed into a numbing throb. I put her down but it was too late.

I thought the sitting might do me some good as it did the night before. It was a little tricky to get into position – I sit in half-lotus – but I soon settled in. After only a few minutes, I just couldn’t sit any longer. Rather than quit, though I just lied down on my side and kept counting breaths. It worked pretty well and I am glad I didn’t quit.

Well, day two and I’m still “sitting”. Even if, last night’s “sitting” was more of a lying down meditation. So far so good.

And on Friday – to the chiropractor.