Monday, October 22, 2007
Physiotherapy has been cruel on me again. In the early morning my therapist by the name of Bilhah, sort of gently stretched my neck and shoulders and had me leave the table slightly dizzy, but still optimistic. After an hour, however, pain started kicking in, as if I were a shell brutally pried open. And my friend ibuprofen was of little use. The right shoulder has proven to be particularly tenacious and I am typing this post with my left hand only.