Fighting with My Body

I thoroughly dislike when my body doesn’t do what I want it to do. Part of the control-freak nature of being a dancer (at heart, because let’s be honest – I haven’t actually danced since having Caiden 6 years ago). So we’ve been fighting quite a bit lately.

Grand jetés and anything where I was up in the air were my fortes.

From my fingertips going numb randomly, to constant feelings of tingling/pinpricks in my legs and feet (and hips, for some reason my hips going bad scares the shit out of me) while trying to sleep, to not being able to get my ass on my heels in Child’s Pose … it’s been a lot of frustration.

I know that some of this comes with the territory of getting older, I’m 35 after all, but that doesn’t make it easier to accept. Especially since flexibility is something that has always come easily to me.


Couple that with the fact that I know way more about signs and symptoms of conditions than someone with GAD should be comfortable with thanks to work, leads to me freaking myself out.

Seriously, my brain is like a mini WebMD. -1/10. Would not recommend.

So after dealing with migraines for 1.5 days now (finally seem to have ingested enough caffeine to knock it out) due to trouble sleeping, I bit the bullet and scheduled a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow.

If I hadn’t done that, I think my mom would’ve hit me. She’s probably over hearing my gripe about my current list of maladies.

Do I think I’ll get a 100% absolute answer? Probably not. But at least it will be a start. Better than nothing … and numb fingertips.

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