Evil physiotherapist is evil
Jul. 7th, 2009 04:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceShe has broken me. After lo, these many years. I actually tried to pull away from the pain today, rather than lying there and taking it like a man. Never done that before, never ever. *is ashamed*
Also, she is entirely convinced that all this damn pain is posture-related and in my own hands to repair, rather than hers. I have boring horrible exercises to do, every hour. Every hour!
I would go and do them now - I have to sit in a chair that doesn't twist and wriggle, like this one does - only, y'know. Cat in lap. Purring. We must exercise to a different horology; hours begin when Mac says so. (He is in my favour today: I saw him licking Barry this morning, rather than biting him. And Baz just lay there and let him. I am not regarding this as any kind of breakthrough, but nevertheless. Good boys...)
Also, she is entirely convinced that all this damn pain is posture-related and in my own hands to repair, rather than hers. I have boring horrible exercises to do, every hour. Every hour!
I would go and do them now - I have to sit in a chair that doesn't twist and wriggle, like this one does - only, y'know. Cat in lap. Purring. We must exercise to a different horology; hours begin when Mac says so. (He is in my favour today: I saw him licking Barry this morning, rather than biting him. And Baz just lay there and let him. I am not regarding this as any kind of breakthrough, but nevertheless. Good boys...)