In my mid 20s, on election day in November, I woke up, took a shower and began to get dressed for work, like I normally did. However, this day was different. As I bent over to put on my socks, I fell to the ground with excruciating back pain. I could barely move. I tried crawling along the floor to find my cell phone. I called my roommate who lived upstairs as I lived in the basement. Needless to say, that was my first experience with a chiropractor. That was the first and only time that I threw my back out.
For a couple of years, I rented a house with a roommate. I took the bedroom in the basement. Unbeknownst to me, there was a problem with mice in the house. Once I complained to our landlord about it, he put a tray of little pellets on the floor in my bedroom. This was supposed to get rid of the mice and not hurt me. I remember eventually moving upstairs to the small spare room, but I don’t remember how long the poison was there before I moved. When I look back at it, I should have never stayed down there 1 night.
In my late 20s, I began having headaches every day. I also started getting chest pains. I wasn’t sure what was going on. I would take Ibuprofen on a regular basis for the headaches and when the chest pains occurred, I would take some aspirin.