Who You Gonna Call? Chiropractor!

Saturday morning and just after nine I was laying face down in front of a tall good-looking Australian having my pelvis examined.

Two weeks ago I tripped walking up the stairs at work, I was carrying a box at the time and although I didn't actually fall flat on my face the combined weight of me and the box didn't exactly do me any favours.

Billie Piper hearing the sound of a large man lurching towards a wall called out, "You ok?"

To which I replied, in jest at the time, "Yes thanks, but I bet that's buggered my back."

Well the flight or fight reflex tookover and for a couple of days I was fine, then the pain suddenly kicked in. It was like having a needle stuck in either side of me and wiggled about, then the pain moved down either leg - it was excruciating.

Having suffered various back problems since I was 17, I fell off the back door step whilst beginning a five mile run with a mate, I knew that this wasn't too serious just a case of a lot of pain caused by angry tissue.

Travis, my Aussie Chiro, confirmed that my pelvis was out of line but he couldn't say whether or not the fall had caused it. The source of the pain was the lower back muscles that were in spasm, the longer I sat down the more the muscles relaxed and began to tighten as I moved about rather than loosening up. The great thing about Travis is that you don't actually notice what he's doing all the time because you're having a laugh about cricket, football or rugby union - my visits usually coincide with Australia beating us at at least one of those sports.

Anyway today I feel like a new man compared to last week and the next time I think about being helpful around the office I'll think again.