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Credit: Dawn Miller
Danny’s back pulsed and ached. Pain like fire raced through his lower back and centered in his shoulder blades and neck. He had spent the day hauling wood chips for his cabin.
Strolling inside, he sorted through the mail, rolling his shoulders and stretching his back, praying the sharp pains would cease.
Anne peered up from the kitchen stove. “You have all the wood chips hauled into the shed?”
“Yeah, we’re set until summer. I pulled some muscles, though.”
“Hmmm, did you stretch before?”
“It’ll be fine after a hot shower.”
Anne rolled her eyes. “I hope so. You always make fun of my yoga, but it gives me flexibility and stretches my soar muscles. You should try a short video tonight.”
She flipped through the saved videos on the Youtube app on her phone, pausing at ‘Yoga for Back Pain.’ She handed Danny her phone. “Do this video and you’ll feel much better.”
“It’s fine, really.” He kissed Anne’s cheek, setting down her phone.
The next morning Danny attempted to get up, but he couldn’t raise himself into a sitting position, not even a reclined one. Whenever he tried, fiery pain shot through his entire back and shoulders.
Anne gazed at him half-awake, before sitting up. She guided his arms, upper back, and shoulders in ‘yogesque’ movements. The burning pain lessened with a few clicks and snaps as she stretched out his torso.
When his lower back cracked into place, Danny moaned. He sat up, than stood with ease.
Splaying out on her side of the bed, Anne closed her eyes. “Now that your back is good, you can make us both breakfast. I deserve breakfast in bed.”
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