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It would concern me what sort of ailment might be helped by a PT that isn't helped by a chiropractor. Have you got a diagnosis, Nancy?
 
BetteTheRed said:
It would concern me what sort of ailment might be helped by a PT that isn't helped by a chiropractor. Have you got a diagnosis, Nancy?
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No for sure diagnosis yet. The physiotherapist spent over an hour with me. Backs are his specialty apparently, and mine is a bit of a puzzle. He and the doctor should have the x-rays tomorrow and maybe we can go from there. Eventually, I'll go back to the chiropractor. It has always worked before. But this time, there is something different going on.
This was my first time at this particular physiotherapist, and he was recommended by one friend and another friend told me he was absolutely awful. I was a little wary. To my pleasant surprise he was very kind, helpful and attentive. At the end of the session, he helped me put on my sweater....in a very kind and gentlemanly way!
 
That on-going pain does sound concerning Nancy .... hopefully with new eyes looking at the x-rays, in combination with information from the detailed physio assessment today, a working diagnosis will emerge soon.
 
I'm sorry to hear about your pain Nancy and I do hope that you find the cause and then the treatment that will give you some relief.

I deal with fatigue more often than with pain.

Too bad our bodies don't work like well oiled machines and just keep on ticking.

Today I went through my Christmas cards (I love the relaxing time after the holidays to look at the pictures, reread the messages, and reflect on
the blessings my friends have brought me over the years). Question: what do you do with old Christmas cards - I used to use them for Sunday School and festival crafts but now I just keep them in a box, adding a few dozen more each year and imagining my Executor shaking her head as she goes through them.
Up dating my card list - adding new friends (and crossing off those no longer with us or who I've lose touch with), noting changed addresses. It's taken me all morning.
 
Sounds lovely, Seeler. I used to tear off the picture part of my cards and bring them to school for organized or unorganized art activities with the kids. They loved to make their own cards. Alas, no class this year. I saved them anyway. You never know when I might be leading a group of children in card-creation again.
 
I don't usually keep birthday or Christmas cards.

But a few times I have used the Christmas cards to make gift tags for the following year.
 
I am donating mine and collecting from the church for my retired friend who does christmas art activities with the students at school.
 
I use cards for gift tags, or occasionally make cards by combing the cut up pieces. When the grands were young they used them for projects too. Youngest grand is in daycare and they said they don't need cards. I'll likely hang onto them 'just in case'.
 
As kids we always used the cards for crafts. And often the quality of the paper and the glitter is one of a kind. I remember cutting up red velvety tyoe cards and making valentines cards with them
 
I save the whole stack when I take them down from the place they hang through Christmas. Early in the next Advent, I go through them and reminisce. I think about friends and family who have died, moved away, married, or welcomed children. I speculate about who I will receive cards from again...
As I go through, most of them get cut up to make gift tags. Some go straight into the recycle bin. And I find that I keep, at most, one card per year. Usually, it's one that has a special message in it (a cousin announced her long-awaited pregnancy in her Christmas card this year) but sometimes it's just one that's especially pretty that I can't stand to cut up!

My biggest dilemma is what to do with photo cards after Christmas. They often come from church friends with small children. Family photos don't make great gift tags. They're not so close to me that I'm going to save their photos... So, what? Put them in the garbage?
 
I no longer send cards out and receive very few. When I did send I got back way less. Most of Mr Curlers family didn't send to us. My family are basically all gone and most of Mr Curlers too, our friends we see or contact online in various ways. I used to enjoy sending cards and a few words to old aunts and neighbours, sometimes including a small photo. My kids liked looking at the fancy stamps from out of the country too.
 
I have been growing away from my congregation because of all these bad experiences with the amalgamation, the power struggle and the fact that our former minister has been wronged by being let go (1 1/2 years ago), but still hasn't been able to sell her house, driving over 100 km (one way) daily to her new congregation (where she is very happy). I am still showing up occaisionally to drop off donations for the foodbank.
However, today, I experienced the possibilities that are in a congregation:
I learned of a family who urgently needed a bed and called the secretary of the church. She sent out an email (likely overstepping a bunch of rules and getting into trouble)- and within 30 minutes , I got a phone call from another member (who, ironically, is also not attending the congregation anymore, but following the emails). A donated bed will be arranged for the beginning of the week.
I also got an email offering a donation to buy one.
This is where I think so much more could be done. There is so much potential, if the information flows the right way.
 
Mrs.Anteater said:
I have been growing away from my congregation because of all these bad experiences with the amalgamation, the power struggle and the fact that our former minister has been wronged by being let go (1 1/2 years ago), but still hasn't been able to sell her house, driving over 100 km (one way) daily to her new congregation (where she is very happy). I am still showing up occaisionally to drop off donations for the foodbank.
However, today, I experienced the possibilities that are in a congregation:
I learned of a family who urgently needed a bed and called the secretary of the church. She sent out an email (likely overstepping a bunch of rules and getting into trouble)- and within 30 minutes , I got a phone call from another member (who, ironically, is also not attending the congregation anymore, but following the emails). A donated bed will be arranged for the beginning of the week.
I also got an email offering a donation to buy one.
This is where I think so much more could be done. There is so much potential, if the information flows the right way.
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If one is sensitive ... they will be rubbed wrongly by the thick-skinned ... a' kin to Goths! Or aching to be a tome of India (rye's) paper bound by Brahma's hide ... cows? They hide out's IDE ... What's a Brah Ma? That's the thing entangled with bull ... a shadowy knot ... thus they get or grasp; rite intuit as stray imagination ... beyond normal!

Is brute force normal in ordinary life? I'D rather regress ... digress ...
 
I'm a bit of a rebel. As I have mentioned new purposebuilt office at work. It's beige. I am not a beige person. They ignored the paint chips we had placed about (actually the director of facilities was away and they called him to ask as they weren't approved school colours.( green, purple etc) I've told him I am painting one wall-and he just laughs and says don't tell me.

So today I put o the first coat of blue. It picks up the blue in the carpet. It will look great after a second coat!
 
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