September 11, 2012

Awkward Therapy

I've been going to a Physical  Therapist of late who is truly wonderful and nice and is actually helping!  Remember when I went to the chiropractor for my persistent hip and back pain?  Yeah, well, that didn't work.  Shocking, right!?
The only thing that is awkward about my Physical Therapist, besides the fact that I am the only person in the office under 50 and not there for hip replacement rehabilitation, is that we have exact opposite senses of humor. 
He is a very wholesome 50-60 something man who makes jokes about things that I have literally never even heard of.  I'm imagining that he is to me what Will and Grace is to a straight man (i.e., does not translate.  At all). 
That's totally fine except for the fact that his jokes are not rhetorical.  He will make a joke that I totally don't get (talk radio for example), then instead of allowing me to give him a courtesy laugh and move on, he will say something like, "Do you know what I mean?"  And then I just have to say no.  And then intense awkwardness ensues. 
It doesn't help that while we are having these awkward conversations I'm twisting a broom stick over my head and sweating through my work shirt.  (I've been going during lunch and going straight back to work.)  On a side note, yesterday he actually asked me, "Do you actually wear that to work or do you have some more professional shoes that you put on after you leave?"  I really wear this to work.  But apparently I should rethink my footwear!
On the bright side, it's helping!  I haven't had pain all week which is a small miracle to me.  And he is one of the nicest people I've ever met and I love him so much for making me feel better.  If only we could giggle about the same things!


  1. Glad the PT is working! At least you aren't being billed for the not-so-funny commentary...

  2. Thanks for the recommendation! It's already making a world of difference!