Meow ow ow ow!!!!!
I had my second physical therapy appointment today. Mainly it's to help with the lingering pain, scar tissue and stiffness due to my surgery...mainly the lymph node removal.
My therapy session was anything but physical. I actually got to lie down for a good 15 to 20 minutes, listen to soft music, with a heating pad wrapped under my affected arm. Of course I took a lovely nap.
Then I just had to continue to lie down while my physical therapist did some special massages and rotated and stretched my arm. It was all pretty painless.
I take that back...physically, it was pretty painless. But I made the mistake of asking my therapist if she had any kids...which then led into a conversation about her "child"...aka her cat...who has diabetes...who she takes to a chiropractor. Now that conversation was a bit painful.
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Whoa - just saw an episode of "The Office" where someone on the show had a cat with diabetes and other "special needs". Perhaps you should request another P.T.?
She was really nice, despite the weird cat talk. She's actually not my regular PT, so I will have someone else next week.
I thought that when I had a child, i would stop talking about my cats as my "son and daughters." Now I say "my sons and daughters" and refer to Danger Smudge as Augusts brother, and the others as his sister. Scott calls August, in fact, our "hairless" cat. Cats have a way of wiggling into your heart, you know.
-gwen
I hate when that happens! Especially when you are not so much a cat lover or liker...
Oh, don't get me wrong. I love cats (although my husband hates them). And if I didn't have so many friends who were allergic to them, I'd try to convince my husband to let the kids have one. But it was just a little odd to hear her go on about having her cat "adjusted."
When I was re-certifying my CPR in Berkeley I was offered the class in Pet CPR. You know how much I love my dogs but I don't know about mouth-to-mouth...
L
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