My physiotherapist raked me over the coals today...and made this poor old woman cry.....pulling, pushing, prodding, manipulating and causing me a never-ending amount of excruciating pain...all for the sake of seeing what was needed to make my knee well again...what the next step in "wellness therapy" may be. I really believe she is actually a KGB interrogation specialist/spy who does physio in her spare time.
We ended the session with several areas of concentrated pulsars on my knee complete with a freezie bag. Do you think it could have been a form of sucking all the nuclear physics information I have stored in my over-sized brain....via the knee cap? I didn't take highschool physics for nothing!
I think that to be a very real possibility....
She said she wants me to return on Thursday for more "therapy". Hmmmmmmmmmmm
For now, I shall take drugs and forget about the pain, put my leg back up on pillows and fall asleep thinking of ways I can murder "Chelsea the Terminator" before my next scheduled appointment. I would too, if it weren't for the possible jail time.
So, in case you don't read any more of my blog posts, since I won't be around to type any, I may have to think of something more original to send you messages...perhaps carrier pigeon via my 8 X 10 cell block...where "Chelsea the Terminator" won't find me.
We'll see how the next few days progress.....or not.....
2 comments:
You mean they would deny you the internet- just for murdering your torturer? Double cruelty.
Sometimes the way back to health is trough pain I guess.
How to allow oneself to learn the lessons that come this way - not sure there are easy answers to that one. But I will pray for you.
Actually I think a trip to the hot springs here at Tabacon would work wonders.
Sounds good...I'll see you in about an hour....:)
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