Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse...

What the fuck kind of sadisitic bullshit IS physical therapy school anyway? Do they seriously sit around and just think up the most torturous shit and think 'well that would make a fine exercise for your frontal schmoken-flokken.'

Holy mother of God they TAPED MY SHOULDER BLADES TOGETHER. Seriously. Couldn't make this shit up. The sisters and I are standing and sitting at attention at all times. I.look.ridiculous. My boss made some comment about looking like a stripper trolling for bills and now he can't look at me. I've taken my second muscle relaxer today.

She also told me to tuck my chin. WHAT?! If there's one thing you don't tell a woman in her mid-thirties to do it's to tuck her chin for crap's sake. Because THAT's an attractive look.

My left arm is tingling. I can't finish my lunch. And it's Potbelly's...who doesn't inhale a Potbelly's sandwich like it's the last meal you'll ever get? It's that good. But not me...not today, kids. Kathy was talking about some wonder drug for horses the other day...DMSO. It'll light my muscles on fire for awhile, but then she thinks I'd feel better. I'm half tempted.