Yesterday was Toledo.  Today was Mishawaka.  Brad has been a trooper, driving me all over.  I’m not really sure what I was thinking when I scheduled these appointments back to back, but at least my appointments (besides PT) are done for the week.

Today I went for more prolotherapy.  If you recall from my last prolo visit,

Prolotherapy day.  It was a quick trip this time around.  We got up at the crack of dawn.  Drove to Mishawaka.  Got gas.  Ate Subway.  And went to my appointment.

I was weighed.  My blood pressure

Brad and I returned to good ol’ Mishawaka last night, in preparation for my prolotherapy treatment I had this morning.  We hit our usual hot spots: Life is Good, Meijer for Fat Tire and one Chobani (for my breakfast), and then Papa Vino’s for dinner…

I found my brother a beer called, Ranger, at Meijer’s that I decided I just HAD to buy him since he will be starting

It was back to Mishawaka for more prolotherapy on Friday.

Sometimes, we try to add a few “fun” things to our trip, but this time, it was all about business.  We drove to the office, I had the shots, and we drove back.  It was a prolo day, so of course, the Weather Channel had declared a Winter Weather Advisory to begin at about the same time we got into the car to head home.

At this point, Brad and I have just come to terms with the fact that prolo days mean snow days.

Yesterday marked one year of prolotherapy treatments.  10 treatments.  Or 10 “tune-ups,” as I like to say. That is what prolo is for me; regular treatments that help keep me teaching, exercising, functioning, living…