Day Six Hundred and Eighty-Seven

The Rib That Pokes

First: HAPPY 27TH BIRTHDAY TO MY BROTHER, JACOB!
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Ok, so for the last month (and a half), I've been dealing with a rib of mine that feels like it's poking me in the lung. I don't know how else to explain it. It's a tender spot in the middle of my back, close to my spine, that literally feels like someone is jamming their thumb into. And when I breathe deep, a sharp tension spikes my back. I've commented to Adam on multiple occasions about what I'm feeling, and every time, he tells me to make an appointment with a chiropractor. Well, after what could've been my hundredth excuse, I finally made the call. Reluctantly. But I went yesterday, and doctor said that he should be able to put it back into place. Ok good. Fast forward 24 hours, and it still feels the same. Soooooooo? I guess I'll go another couple more times and hope he cures my little annoying aliment. But I'm a bit skeptical. I talked to my Grama yesterday and she told me that both her and my mom have the exact same issue. Uhhhhhh. I just want to feel better!

(If any chiropractor finds him or herself reading this, feel free to send and of your words of wisdom my way! Hahaha)

Oh, also...can I just say once again (I haven't said this in a SUPER long time) how much I treasure Adam's license plate? It makes me smile every single time. Still. It reads:

1432476

Which means:

1: I

4: love

3: you

2: so

4: much

7: Kendall

6: Conley