Thursday, 5 April 2012
I lay on my left side on the sofa and Ray prodded my hip/bum area to find the pain spot.
The physiotherapist recommended four or five minutes of firm pressure on this spot each day to try and release the spasm that neither of us can feel but must be there because the pain is there and quite real.
He found the spot and I yelped and tried to relax. Oh but it felt sharp. Four minutes later I breathed a sigh of relief and sat up to lie the other way. Rinse repeat. As we have been doing for the last week or so.
Except that this time the pain spot on my left hip was absolute and utter agony. I yelled and the tears started to flow. And that was that. I could not stop crying.
All of the fears, the stress and the tension of the last few weeks and months were released seemingly in one moment. I cried and blubbed and told Ray everything that had been niggling, bothering or frightening me. All the bits that I keep to myself because he is scared too and of course I feel the need need to protect him from my internal hysteria.
Ten minutes later and I felt better. My hips still hurt but the emotional release was worth the pain.
During all of this Marmaduke kicked and rolled and jabbed and budged and tinkered.
All is good.
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