trews he worked on my knee, back and neck.
Alright, alright you and I both know I am telling a whopper!
He could so easily be doing though, as he now is my most fav. man of the moment...
Superman in a white coat.
As a throw away line I said I am suffering awful headaches with the worry of all the things that have been going on of late.
His hands felt my neck and the legs of the ironing board that had without my knowledge found there way up each side of my neck resisted his touch and some.
‘I see what you mean!’ he said sagely.
As the knee is now much improved he worked on my neck and back. Which after much cracking and I ought to say the odd groan or two, I walked out feeling like a new woman. He said as an afterthought my high blood pressure would benefit from my not toting around this ironing board ironmongery. I’m hoping he’s right as I felt positively lightheaded as I floated up, up and away.
I am off next week to have an orthopaedic surgeon look at the cause of chronic knee pain. All this with just four weeks now before we move out. Talk about
taking it to the wire?
taking it to the wire?
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