Adventures in freakdom.
I started physical therapy on Monday. When I got there, they made me put on a tiny little hospital johnny, and the doctor (of chiropracty, or something like that) came in and poked and prodded and twisted and turned various parts of me while my gown gaped open and rode up to my waist. Together, we gave new meaning to the word “spread” with regards to my legs.
It was quite the experience, having a man do that to me.
We had a long talk about the pain and what made it better and what made it worse. He told me that I should respond well to therapy based on his past results with people having similar issues. I have but a single rule: sit no longer than 30 minutes at a time, then get up and move around, because walking doesn’t hurt.
He gave me a single exercise to do, called a press up. Imagine you’re laying on your stomach with your arms in the position you’d have them in to go to a pushup. You do the pushup, only you leave your body limp so that your groin stays on the ground. Press up (get it?) until you can lock your elbows, then exhale to get maximum curvature of the spine. Hold it a few seconds, then lower. No more than ten of those in a row.
It feels like heaven to me, because apparantly all my slouching has compressed things in one direction in my spine. That compression is getting on my nerves (literally) and causing a good bit of the pain. The press up spreads the compressed part out and gives my nerves plenty of room.
Or something like that.
In any case, I did them yesterday, several times. Matter of fact, I might have over done them, which he told me not to do. All night I twisted and turned in bed, in agony in most parts of my back except for the part I’d originally gone to the doctor for. This morning I hurt like hell to, but as the day went on something incredible happened.
My back pain decreased dramatically. I wasn’t pain-free, but I was getting close.
Until, of course, I went back to see him today and found the honeymoon over. Today he made me hurt, first by having me lie on my stomach for 15 minutes (more on that in a bit), which caused my back to REALLY REALLY scream. Then, we played “stretch Fred’s hip ligaments” for several minutes, which made my hips ache. He told me to start doing hip stretches every hour before I do press ups and sent me on my way.
There’s one awesome thing about going to him. During each session, they hook up some electrode patches and a machine that sends pulsing waves of electricity into my back. On top of the patches, they lay a nice hot towel. I don’t know if these things really help or not, but it feels damn fine.
Except for today, when I laid there so long the other side of my back started hurting.
Damn back.
More baby pics, from this afternoon. I can’t get over how much they’ve grown since I saw them on Sunday.
They really seem to like their pool, and love love LOVE to scratch around in the pine shavings. They’re awfully funny to watch when they really get going with the scratching.

How YOU doin’?

Miss Cheepy shows her egg-n-poop hole (or vent, if you’re more inclined)

Mister Boogers loves to watch the chickies

Ten days old and they’ve all got the concept of the roost.

Mister Boogers would like a closer look. He and Tom Cullen LOVE
to sniff sniff sniff the chicks.

Our little rooster-to-be is really feathering up. He’s getting a couple of
bumps on his legs that I suspect may be spurs.
I certainly have a beautiful cock, no?

Watching and hating.

Look at those big goofy feet!
If you want to get notified whenever Fred writes a journal entry, this link will do the trick.
| S | M | T | W | T | F | S |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| « Feb | Apr » | |||||
| 1 | 2 | 3 | ||||
| 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 |
| 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 |
| 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 |
| 25 | 26 | 27 | 28 | 29 | 30 | 31 |
P/T sounds painful - hope your back is much better soon.
If it’s any consolation, that IS the most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen!!
ROFL
Fred, your cock is so colorful! I wonder how big it’ll get?
You actually let the cats into the pool with the chicks? Aren’t you afraid of them grabbing one and running?
Maggie, you know how another word for cat is “pussy”? Our cats personify that word.
sounds like a yoga move… cobra
Great post! FANTASTIC cock, one of the finest I’ve ever had the pleasure of viewing. I’m sure your cock will provide a lot of pleasure to you & R!
Cheers,
Mary
As quickly as you had to move to the swimming pool, I think I’ll not bother with the smaller container for the ducks. I’ve got a fairly small space to put them in once they hatch though, so I predict that I’ll be shopping for a galvanized trough in the future. Besides, I can always reuse a galvanized trough!
It does sound like a cobra. If the P/T gives you the okay you might try doing a back extension with one of Swedish balance balls. That feels awesome too. Oh my…all this talk of cocks and balls and pussys…I declare.
Google Image reveals that what I do does, in fact, look just like a ‘cobra’ in yoga.
That is a damn fine cock and I have seen many. May he grow and grow, that cock of yours.
I think we’re all having too much fun with this pun. :>)
Awesome cock you have there Fred… glad the pussies of the house love it too.
Thanks for sharing it with us.
You know the thing that hit me looking through the pictures and caused me to start laughing my butt off? I got a visual image of the chics pecking a hole in that pool while Mr. Boogers was sniffing… the pool popping and air hissing out while Mr. Boogers freaked and the chicks spazzed. The image in my head was hilarious!!!
Oh man, I know about the electrodes. I luuuuuuuurve the electrodes.
So, you’re saying that the pussy (cat) won’t eat the cock? (couldn’t resist)
PT is the suck, but it will make you feel better eventually. (But if anyone comes at you with a dixie cup filled with a dixie-cup-shaped block of ice and says, “This will feel better later” you should run away.)
This might make me deranged or something, but they look so much like those marshmallow peeps I just want to bite their fluffy little heads off. Kind of like squeezing them to death, but tastier.
And, because I am a 12 year old boy trapped in the body of a 25 year old woman: nice cock, Fred.
A nice cock and a cute pussy. I love the internet for enabling me to write that.
I work for a Chiro and what they are doing is electrical stimulation. You can purchase a smaller unit from them called a tens unit that takes batteries and had a similar effect. It is smaller and can be worn while working and carried in your pocket.
Hang in there with the PT. I am a PT tech and there are different ways you can lay during your estim and heat. You can lay flat on your back with the heat under you..or lay on your belly with the heat laying over your back. Which ever way is more comfy normally. The first week will be rough, but after that you will probably start feeling alot better!
Man, I went away for awhile and the place has gone to the chickens and physical therapy!!
The little bumps on his head are the “comb” not a “cock.” He is the cock.
I can’t believe all they do is sniff. I couldn’t let Pickle into the ROOM.
I think Boogs is craving chicken wings, or thighs, legs, nuggets?!
I never dreamed I would be saying this on your journal fred but yes, you do have a gorgeous cock!
(faints)