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I have started going to a physical therapist because the pain in my back was not going away and I couldn't even bend over to touch my toes. I love my physical therapist. She is a kind woman, but she kicks my bootie every time I go in to see her. I'm paying her to hurt me, but it feels so good. Weird, no?
I'm not the only one falling either. The hubs tripped in the dark this morning and rammed his head into a door. I was sleeping when this happened, but heard the thud. No worries. He hurt the door more than it hurt him.