(Start with "Monday" if you can. You can even watch the Monday night football pre-season game over again if you want. See my quarterback leave the field to get twelve stitches.) So what were we talking about? Oh right. How my experience with chiropractors has been mostly a big chronic pain in my lower back. Lower. Lower. There. Now you got it.
So how about yoga? Can infertililty be cured by the downward-facing dog?Well according to many, it can help. And (as my Uncle from Brooklyn used to say) it "couldn't hoit."
What I do find impressive about the info out there is that you don't only get yoga experts touting yoga for infertility. There are also some infertility experts using it as part of their usual IVF treatments.
According to an article on preconception.com:
Not only can yoga do what all of us lay idiots know it can do: Relieve stress for the over-stressed (that's us).
"Yoga can also impact the general reproductive health of women trying to conceive. Yoga tones and strengthens the muscles that support reproductive organs and improves spinal alignment, enabling better circulation and improved capacity and quality of respiration. ...For women who are taking infertility drugs, better breathing can also help the body fight off the toxic effects of those drugs.
That was from a yoga "guru".
But Dr. Alice Domar uses yoga as a staple in her mind/body work with IVF patients at Boston IVF. An interesting point she makes in the same article is that some patients who do regular rigorous exercise may actually be hurting their chances of getting pregnant. Yoga offers a gentler way to release stress for them that won't negatively impact their fertility.
I'll admit it. I love yoga. I play along with a half hour show on TV. Even though I have a lot of problems:
1) I can't get the mirror image thing:
They tell me to do the left side and I know they mean my left not their left. But then I peek at the TV and see they're actually on their right side and I get all mixed up. Sometimes I do the same one side over and over.
So if you ever see me and I look lopsided, like one side of my body is all sculpted and buffed and the other is all noodly and atrophied, you'll know why.
2) I tip over a lot
For any of you country-folk: It's not like cow tipping. Nobody has to touch me or anything. One minute I'm oh so gracefully holding a pose on one leg. The next I'm yelling "Pillow!" in hopes that someone will toss one onto the floor seconds before my crash landing.
3) Sometimes I hold my breath for the whole half hour
I'm never aware of it, of course, until the program's over and I stand-up, see stars, and slump to the floor in a broken heap.
It's nice when I'm in the middle of the living room floor and my husband steps over my lifeless body on his way to the kitchen.
It's especially nice when he steps over me when the show's still on and I'm doing "upward facing dog"... and he's wearing shorts.
Listen, I gotta go. I'm on my way to work and, unfortunately, it's time to get into "Employee's Pose". My least favorite position.
I'll talk with ya again tomorrow.