Ya, the back thing might not be my back, but manifests there. This particular round of woe can be traced back to swimming. I had some phlegm tickling my throat and while I was in mid breaststroke finishing my glide and starting to pull I was wracked by a viscous cough that seized up my back. Been to the Chiro very frequently to minimal avail.
Was getting a massage and the therapist suggested, upon hearing that story, that it could be my diaphragm. I happen to know a person that can do such adjustments to the viscera and have an appointment next week. So, cautiously optimistic.
I am gonna go dry starting in March. Easing myself off is the only way I succeed. I can stop drinking whiskeys or good cocktails pretty easy. But beer is the kicker. If I don’t go beer-less for at least a month before going dry, I will fail miserably.
The Louvre could burn and it would be a loss, but if the pub burnt and I couldn’t get a proper pint…
