Y'all Are Right

Yeah, the twinges indeed shall pass. I guess we do all look at each other and then panic from time to time. I appreciate the comments. :-) I'm better today; no one's grass seems greener...at the moment. For one thing, I didn't have a whole lot of time for comparison today. Maybe the trick is to keep busy with your own stuff. Who knew?

I went to the chiropractor today. My first visit took two hours, and today's took an hour and a half. Gahhh. All for maybe 30 minutes worth of tx. The guy's nice, and I want to like it there, but I feel like the office is dingy and hasn't been made a priority. Tons of people are herded in and out - this table, that table, now your adjustment, see ya - and I don't feel like I'm getting much information. Maybe I'm paranoid but it's as if dude wants me to just keep having to come in. Sooo, I explored a second option today and went on post to see the physical therapist that treats the soldiers in Joe's unit (Joe set it up for me). He was badass. NO ONE else was there being herded through. Though Joe was with me, I had the guy to myself to ask questions and get information, which he willingly gave. I gave him my history and did some different stretches, etc. It was pretty great...and FREE. I'm done with the chiropractor, save canceling my next appt, and I will now follow up with the PT. I love it when things work out.

While I was on post I also went to a Family Readiness Fair. I showed up PISSED because they didn't put an address, much less directions on the flyer, so it took me a while to find it. Of course what I went there to investigate didn't pan out. Joe's unit is starting an exclusive medical clinic just for its families with a retired flight surgeon in charge. Dude was supposed to be there to answer questions, and I had some specifics: how many families are anticipated being served, what will the support staff entail - Physician's Assistants, Nurse Practitioners, etc, and will there be options for female staff for female exams. Doc of course wasn't there for me to talk to, and prior to my arrival Joe asked one of the medics about the clinic. I guess Joe asked specifically about who would be doing the female exams, as he knew that was one of my questions, which the medic couldn't say for sure. So, when I get to the waiting area in front of the medical table (about ten or more feet away), I ask the guy from where I'm sitting if he can answer general questions about the clinic (before I physically approached) in lieu of the doc not being there. To that the medic hollered, "Not gynecological questions!" He wasn't malicious or anything the way he hollered it. It was just that he hollered it. I realize we weren't up to his table, but he could have motioned us to approach first. Yeah, we're all adults, and while I've never had a child, I've had a zillion lady part issues, and one exam in particular had a full audience - female nurse, male med student, female resident, and male attending who came in and introduced himself with a handshake while I was in stirrups. Still, it was a little awkward to sit in a room full of soldier dudes and have that shouted at you. Initially I wanted to know what the hell Joe had been talking to the guy about, as Joe responded, "Yeah, I already asked him those questions." Ah, Joey.

Other than that, I got a packet to fill out so I can do my will. I also talked to a retired chaplain who works for Army Community Services about my background as a social worker. He gave me pointers on how to write my electronic resume so that it's actually flagged on CPOL (damn technology). He even said suggested that I join the Army, as they are apparently recruiting social workers. It went right over my head at first, and then I realized he meant NOT a civilian recruitment. With that, I made a comment that I would never see my husband, and we wrapped it up fairly quickly. I hit one more table or so and got some info on volunteering, which is of course one of the best ways to network, and then Joe and I busted out of there.

It was a good day, and I got to spend a few hours with Joe on post, which was cool. He does look pretty hot in his duty uniform. After all that I came home and played with the puppies inside for a bit before taking a nap. Man, I love my damn dogs. Lu is really starting to warm up to us. She's not previously been much for being close to us on her own accord - sits on the other side of the couch, etc. Now she comes and sits by us - love it. Also, we stopped making her sleep in our bedroom at night and let her sleep on the couch with Dex instead. But tonight while we were talking and getting in bed, little Lu comes walking into the room and nested down in her bed. Made me so happy, and I saw all over Joe's face that his heart was melting. Only took her 8 months to decide she likes us. :-) Good husband and happy puppies - my grass was greener today.