My Saga Continues ...

I woke up one morning with a crick in my neck.  I experienced constant pain shooting down my right arm.  I didn't know what was going on.  On the 2nd day of this, I booked an appointment for a massage.  (That was a story all on its own.)  It didn't work.  After another day of this, I took myself over to a chiropractor.  I had never been to a chiropractor, but sat in his office with tears streaming down my face waiting for him to fix me.

​He told me that from what I was describing I needed to go to urgent care.  I promptly drove right down the road to the nearest one.  Over the next few months (yes, months) I learned that I had a bulging disk between C5-C6 on my cervical spine.  I went to physical therapy until I realized how much I owed out-of-pocket.  I couldn't lay flat, so I slept in a recliner for months.  I would go to work every day because duh...  I drove home, took muscle relaxers and straight to sleep.  I lost so much weight.  It was not a good look.

All of this dropped me into a deep depression.  I couldn't pull myself out of it.  I was eventually diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder II.  I finally realized that I had probably had this for years.  The neck issue brought to the surface with a vengeance.  I learned a lot about why I had done certain things in the recent past.  I didn't realize it because I was in a manic phase and when you have depression/anxiety for years, being in a manic phase feels good.

Needless to say, neck-gate immediately shut down my desire to do anything, much less make YouTube videos or sewing.

You heard that right.

I lost my sewjo pretty much immediately. And I'm only just now starting to get it back.