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Nov. 1st, 2006 11:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tylikSo after really feeling like I wanted to curl up in bed instead, I drug myself in to sword this evening, and then to the special class with Master Chen and his son.
Taiji really makes everything better. Whee! Everything. (Okay, eating the giant pile of steamed brocolli with humus when I got back didn't exactly suck, either. Alexa and I sang a little duet earlier today about the culinary virtues of brocolli, and I'd been craving it every since. Hey, brocolli was my second favorite vegetable when I was five, too, right about brussel's sprouts.)
Oh, my. Master Chen just stopped by to pick up a spare cell phone charger. My fan girlishness knows no bounds. (He liked the barge. But then, everyone likes the barge.)
So apparently a bunch of nerves are getting squished around c2-c3, which is why I've been having all the neck and shoulder issues, not to mention the occaisonal nausea, and episodes of lightheadness. I was explaining what'd been going on to Alexa, and that I was pretty sure that the vagus nerve was involved. Meanwhile, she'd found the squished and unhappy spot, and remarked that the vagus nerve didn't pass through there. Or at least it's not supposed to. She worked it. I went "Gluh!". She said "yup, that's the vagus nerve, guess you have an idiosyncratic nerve path." And then told me about a weekend seminar in which they dissected 20 cadavers, all of whom had substantially different spines, none of which looked like the spines in the book.
I like this response better than, say, the last person who tried to do minor surgery on my foot, who complained greatly about the extra clusters of nerves in my big toe. (I complained too. It's not a good idea to put 12cc's of lidocaine in a toe. It doesn't really fit. This is why I often elect to do things without anaesthetic -- considering how much pain goes into being anaesthetized, really, you often come out ahead with not bothering.)
Taiji really makes everything better. Whee! Everything. (Okay, eating the giant pile of steamed brocolli with humus when I got back didn't exactly suck, either. Alexa and I sang a little duet earlier today about the culinary virtues of brocolli, and I'd been craving it every since. Hey, brocolli was my second favorite vegetable when I was five, too, right about brussel's sprouts.)
Oh, my. Master Chen just stopped by to pick up a spare cell phone charger. My fan girlishness knows no bounds. (He liked the barge. But then, everyone likes the barge.)
So apparently a bunch of nerves are getting squished around c2-c3, which is why I've been having all the neck and shoulder issues, not to mention the occaisonal nausea, and episodes of lightheadness. I was explaining what'd been going on to Alexa, and that I was pretty sure that the vagus nerve was involved. Meanwhile, she'd found the squished and unhappy spot, and remarked that the vagus nerve didn't pass through there. Or at least it's not supposed to. She worked it. I went "Gluh!". She said "yup, that's the vagus nerve, guess you have an idiosyncratic nerve path." And then told me about a weekend seminar in which they dissected 20 cadavers, all of whom had substantially different spines, none of which looked like the spines in the book.
I like this response better than, say, the last person who tried to do minor surgery on my foot, who complained greatly about the extra clusters of nerves in my big toe. (I complained too. It's not a good idea to put 12cc's of lidocaine in a toe. It doesn't really fit. This is why I often elect to do things without anaesthetic -- considering how much pain goes into being anaesthetized, really, you often come out ahead with not bothering.)
