Entrance to my physio's
I've had two appointments of the first nine with my physio. This is part of the regular protocol and I'm not limited to nine should I need more. The goal is to make sure those little lymph nodes that were taken have a substitute route and that nothing in the system gets backed up.
My roommate which has been thru it all at least has briefed me enough that there are no surprises.
My normal physio is on holiday and this woman has slightly different techniques. Elisabeth used to use a different towel.
My new physio taped my name to a sea green towel and put it in the closet with other client's different colored towels.
She also used a laser. I was glad the cats, Babette and Cléa weren't there to try and catch the red light.
Still it felt wonderful. I've four more appointments before I go back to Argelès, and there's another physio that I will see on the 20th.
In the past Rick was always willing to carry stuff for me. I hated to think of him as my pack mule but right now I turn stuff over to him without a whimper.
He just smiles at my giving up so easily. I won't tell him it will not last forever. He is too precious to take advantage of.