Election day, 2008. On my way to vote, I unknowingly fell victim to a detached retina in my left eye. The damage was irreversible.
As a result, I began to unconsciously adjust myself to accommodate my new reality. Soon I became unstable as my posture began to deteriorate. I became stoop-shouldered. My golf game, which was in no great shape to begin with, began to suffer; I was spraying the ball everywhere and lost 20 yards of distance.
Frustrated, I started making more adjustments. They felt good for me. And my golf game started to improve. Briefly.
I continued to self-diagnose and adjust. My perception was I was feeling stronger. But the results were getting worse.
At the urging of my wife, I started physical therapy. The therapist began to adjust my posture and gave me exercises to strengthen my core. I hurt in places I never hurt before. The positions my therapist was placing me in felt quite uncomfortable, dare I say unnatural. I had to relearn how to stand and walk.
I started to revert to my old, ‘comfortable’ habits, but my therapist would have none of that!
4 weeks later I am standing upright and square. My foundation, my ‘core’ is stronger than ever, and my new posture is beginning to feel normal.
Had I continued to try to solve this problem myself, I am confident that I would never have achieved the level of success I attained with the help of a trained professional. She was worth every penny.
My brother told me, “What you do is very important. You help your clients by ensuring that they avoid making poor financial decisions.” I like that.