Wait, all you got from Kevin was licks? Boo! There needed to be catch-up time!
lol You picked up on that, did you? I swear, being friends with a workaholic is a chore and a half. When you are running from patient to patient, only then to run out the door to some other thing (though at least that is usually family-related), and this is an everyday occurrence, well, then I side-eye you. If you don't have five minutes for yourself, you're doing something wrong. I tell him this, but he just scolds me that he already has a mother, thank you very much, even if he knows I am right.
I always want to punch them in the face and then drag their noses through the truth, as if they are a puppy who pooped in the wrong place.
ahahahaha OMG. I mean, I am sorry you had those horrible past experiences with medical personnel that made you think they are all stupid asshats who can't even use their fucking ears - but I delight in you joining me in rage-face over their stupidity - because omg, JUST DO WHAT I TELL YOU! That's what I always feel like when I work with a new person. And it's never been much of a problem at pt before because even people I haven't worked with know me, have seen me around, know that I have been a patient for several years and that I don't need kid gloves on or anything - but the last TWO appointments have been with brand new people who had to like introduce themselves to me. Which means not only don't they know my body yet, they also don't know ME or how I work or anything about me that might signal to them, "Listen to her!" I mean, medical people should always listen to patients, but I have noticed so many of the pt patients are not people who are otherwise unhealthy, they are mostly there for injuries, so a lot of them don't actually know their own bodies or pay attention to the things they should be paying attention to or have any understanding of how PT works - especially the teenage athlete injuries - but when you introduce yourself and ask, "And how did you injure your neck?" and I tell you I have been living with arthritis for 34 years, maybe I know what I'm talking about when it comes to my own body!!
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lol You picked up on that, did you? I swear, being friends with a workaholic is a chore and a half. When you are running from patient to patient, only then to run out the door to some other thing (though at least that is usually family-related), and this is an everyday occurrence, well, then I side-eye you. If you don't have five minutes for yourself, you're doing something wrong. I tell him this, but he just scolds me that he already has a mother, thank you very much, even if he knows I am right.
I always want to punch them in the face and then drag their noses through the truth, as if they are a puppy who pooped in the wrong place.
ahahahaha OMG. I mean, I am sorry you had those horrible past experiences with medical personnel that made you think they are all stupid asshats who can't even use their fucking ears - but I delight in you joining me in rage-face over their stupidity - because omg, JUST DO WHAT I TELL YOU! That's what I always feel like when I work with a new person. And it's never been much of a problem at pt before because even people I haven't worked with know me, have seen me around, know that I have been a patient for several years and that I don't need kid gloves on or anything - but the last TWO appointments have been with brand new people who had to like introduce themselves to me. Which means not only don't they know my body yet, they also don't know ME or how I work or anything about me that might signal to them, "Listen to her!" I mean, medical people should always listen to patients, but I have noticed so many of the pt patients are not people who are otherwise unhealthy, they are mostly there for injuries, so a lot of them don't actually know their own bodies or pay attention to the things they should be paying attention to or have any understanding of how PT works - especially the teenage athlete injuries - but when you introduce yourself and ask, "And how did you injure your neck?" and I tell you I have been living with arthritis for 34 years, maybe I know what I'm talking about when it comes to my own body!!
/end rant /deep sigh/ I feel better now. ;)