I feel like my life is approaching a turning point.
Do you ever feel that way?
I’m not sure WHY I feel like this, but I just sense change.
Maybe it’s because 2012 is winding down?
Maybe it’s because my photography business has been growing by leaps and bounds in the past several months?
It’s hard for me to even wrap my brain around everything positive that’s happened with my art in 2011.
I can’t imagine where my life might be a year from now.
I feel like I’m leaving some things behind, and stepping forward into a new beginning.
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Maybe it’s because I’ve finally found someone I really trust to help me with my damaged body?
After everything I’ve been through, it’s not easy to let someone new work on me.
(That may be a difficult concept for a “normal” person to understand. Going to PT for a month or two is very different than going FOREVER.)
Long term PT is a whole different experience –
You need to have a lot of confidence in the person working on you. (Paul Newman is very, very, good at what he does. I feel a huge sense of relief about finding him.)
You need to be compatible personality-wise. (Being able to laugh, and be my usual smart-ass self, at PT helps a ton.)
You need to be able to trust someone with the parts of you that hurt the most. (This has been very hard for me in the last year or two, but I’m trying.)
It also helps if he looks like Paul Newman and uses warm lube to massage you.
Yesterday, I begged Paul Newman for more “women” stories to entertain me, but he just blushed and shook his head no.
I’ll keep on working on him though. (Seriously, he must have SO MANY!!)
I did hear one woman get positively belligerent about him yesterday. An assistant suggested she schedule her next appointment with a PT at the practice other than Paul Newman. “I want Paul Newman” she insisted, loudly, and repeatedly. The assistant assured her she could see Paul Newman again eventually, but the woman wants to see only him. (Apparently, there isn’t always enough of Paul Newman to go around.) She got louder and louder about it. She sounded angry as she insisted she HAD TO HAVE HIM.
I find things like this very entertaining.
Doesn’t she know?
My mom’s entire generation wanted Paul Newman too, and they didn’t all get to have him ….