09/06/2026
A dad cried on my office last week. My age, years of back pain, and an enormous amount of frustration, fear, and guilt. Believe it or not, I didnāt cry this time. š
But I know exactly what heās been dealing with, I was lucky enough to be trusted for him to expose those feelings to me. The amount of feelings underneath what was shown was like an iceberg.
Frustration: from a couple of hard-working dads that couldnāt figure it out, which we enjoy to do.
Fear: of becoming what they see their parents become. Fear of becoming what they swore they wouldnāt. The dad who sits out. The dad that doesnāt participate. The dad with outburst because his body is always in distress.
Guilt: a dagger. Knowing youāre not who you think and say you are. But the risk of things getting worse always trumps the courage and willingness to be the dad they want to be.
Back pain doesnāt have to ruin your life. Itās ok to ask for help.
His second visit, he walked in more relaxed, actually with a hint of of a smile. The smile was just resting on his face naturally, not forced, not for show.
Heās 40% he says after his first visit. Heās had less frequent pain, less intense pain, all while havenāt needed to take any medications. Heās also got the knowledge of how to āassessā and ācheckā is condition.
Like understanding the dashboard lights of his vehicle. He sees it, he reads it. He has the game plan, the instructions of how to troubleshoot the light thatās off right now. Heās got some control and clarity.
Lifeās starting to feel different, and thereās some optimism and hope, and some thoughts about what heāll be able to do soon, that he hasnāt for years.
If you know a dad with back pain thatās struggling, send this to them. Iām ready, willing, and able to help.
Itās time to get back whatās yours.
