I wrote a blog post and my daughter, Boo, leaned over my shoulder and I was horrified. I told her to go away and not to read what I was writing over my shoulder, I said she was rude. I made her cry. I comforted her and then read back what I’d written. I’d poured…
monday musing
The Day I Did Too Much Physio
Anyone who has needed physio therapy will probably relate to the way you try so hard to please your therapist. It’s probably because deep down you believe they are the one that is going to fix you and you are desperate to be well again so you’ll do whatever they ask and probably more. As…