Monday, February 12, 2007

Therapied

The woman came this morning.

In half an hour, she checked my arm and shoulder more thoroughly than the entire time I went to the therapy folks. I don't think she knew more than they did, but I think she applied more.

She told me where I had weak muscles, and what to do about them, specifically: which exercises, how often.

She told me where my shoulder was extraordinarily tight, and what do to about that -- which exercises, how often.

She said to give her a call in a month and she'd come back to check me out again.

And she refused to let me pay her.

2 comments:

STAG said...

You'll be playing basketball in no time. In Spain. With the cougars.

Cerulean Bill said...

Ha! Somehow, I kind of doubt that. But thanks for the image.