Yesterday was physio day as I like to call it. It's the day when I walk into the physio and wonder is this the last time I'll be here? Not because I'd be recovered, but because I'd give up. I'm a perfectionist, I don't give up, but isn't there some point at which enough is enough? I guess that flows on to day 23's question about what do you say to yourself when you need a pep talk. Anyway, I'll answer that in a minute :) So off I went to the physio and we talked and she asked about the doctor I went to see and the tests he'd sent me off to have and all I could think about was, one day I'll walk in here and just lose it. Just start crying. I don't cry in public, I rarely cry at all over pain or illness. Sure I cry in movies but I don't cry any other time. I'm scared that if I start crying, I won't be able to stop. My point is, I started doing my exercises with my physio and I thought... I can't feel my knees. Not in a '...
Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome along with a few others... The 'problem patient'