Dear Kathy-the-Physical-Therapist (I),
I'm not trying to be difficult. Really. I'm not. I just can't with the quantifying-pain thing. "From 0 -10, with 0 being no pain at all to 10 being the most pain possible, how much pain are you feeling today?" I just can't. Relative to what? Compared to when? When I'm walking? Standing? Attempting to run? After you've put me through my paces? Or when I first walked in the door? That's just a stupid question. In my opinion. Could we move on to something productive now? Like getting me moving again?
Dear Kathy-the-Physical-Therapist (II),
Okay. You're on to something. Definitely. But please understand. You've adjusted the way I stand. You've engaged my "great toe" (this cracks me up so much . . . great toe). You've got me focusing on raising my arch. And the four-corners-of-my-foot. And the not locking my knee. You've stopped the hyper-extension in my toes. You're correcting my pronation. Now you want me to walk? Are you kidding me?
I came to you discouraged. Frustrated. Fatigued. With no confidence in my ability to stand. Or balance. Concentrating overmuch on my "great toe." Worried about my ankle. And whether I was supporting it correctly with my arch and my toe grip. And then . . . you just said . . . you can do this. And I could. You were just what I needed!
Dear Unknown-as-Yet Drawing Instructor,
I have signed up for your class that begins next week. Drawing I. I just want to warn you: I do my own thing. Consider yourself advised.
Here I come! Show me what you got.