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I thought they just recruited whichever sadist was passing by?

Herself says it's all very scientific now, gone are the days of cracking bones and setting up the rack for a good stretching session.
 
Herself says it's all very scientific now, gone are the days of cracking bones and setting up the rack for a good stretching session.
I still have nightmares fond memories of various physio types clamouring to see who could be the first to bend a leg I'd broken pretty badly less than 72 hours before. As I was missing half my blood I didn't have the energy to fight the ******* psychopaths off.

Not one of the fit female ones offered to help me in the shower either. I hate physios.
 
I still have nightmares fond memories of various physio types clamouring to see who could be the first to bend a leg I'd broken pretty badly less than 72 hours before. As I was missing half my blood I didn't have the energy to fight the ******* psychopaths off.

Not one of the fit female ones offered to help me in the shower either. I hate physios.

I never quite figured where the glowing red hot pokers fitted into their physio treatment for say a shoulder injury. Thankfully I have never required their services. so far.
 
I never quite figured where the glowing red hot pokers fitted into their physio treatment for say a shoulder injury. Thankfully I have never required their services. so far.
They're 'affectionately' known as physioterrorists for a reason.
 
They're 'affectionately' known as physioterrorists for a reason.
Mine was also the physio for Coleraine football club; wider than he was tall with fingers like coke bottles...
As he was rubbing liniment into my injured ankle he opened the window.
“It’s ok” says I, “I don’t mind the smell”
“It’s not the smell” he says, “most folks are sick when I do the next part”
No, I wasn’t, but I still have tiny scars from his thumbnails where he put tendons back in place. But I don’t wake up sweating any more, that was only for the first 10 years...
 
Herself says it's all very scientific now, gone are the days of cracking bones and setting up the rack for a good stretching session.

Apart from specialist clubs of course
 
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I still have nightmares fond memories of various physio types clamouring to see who could be the first to bend a leg I'd broken pretty badly less than 72 hours before. As I was missing half my blood I didn't have the energy to fight the ******* psychopaths off.

Not one of the fit female ones offered to help me in the shower either. I hate physios.

I just got told I was imagining the pain I was feeling and to try harder
 
Last Wednesday I was doing some heavy lifting putting stuff away for the winter and pinched a nerve just above the shoulder blade. I thought meh it'll fix itself as it usually does.

Not so, damn pain went up to the neck and the side of the head and hurt like hell as did the accompanying headache. Yesterday I told herself what was going on.

She had me lay down on the the table she uses in her torture chamber and has a feel around the shoulder blade and tells me there is a knot above the shoulder blade and it's spasming. She then leaves the room and comes back with a piece of kindling and with an evil smile on her face tells me I may want to bite down on it,

Using her thumb she then proceeds to press down really hard on the knot, (at this point I asked her where the piece of kindling went). She pressed on it hard while massaging it with her thumb for about two minutes.

Have to say what she did worked really well and it hasn't bothered me since. I did find the look and smile of evil pleasure on her face slightly disconcerting though.
 
Last Wednesday I was doing some heavy lifting putting stuff away for the winter and pinched a nerve just above the shoulder blade. I thought meh it'll fix itself as it usually does.

Not so, damn pain went up to the neck and the side of the head and hurt like hell as did the accompanying headache. Yesterday I told herself what was going on.

She had me lay down on the the table she uses in her torture chamber and has a feel around the shoulder blade and tells me there is a knot above the shoulder blade and it's spasming. She then leaves the room and comes back with a piece of kindling and with an evil smile on her face tells me I may want to bite down on it,

Using her thumb she then proceeds to press down really hard on the knot, (at this point I asked her where the piece of kindling went). She pressed on it hard while massaging it with her thumb for about two minutes.

Have to say what she did worked really well and it hasn't bothered me since. I did find the look and smile of evil pleasure on her face slightly disconcerting though.

Cool.

How much did she charge as I maybe interested.




A friend.

A friend maybe interested . . .
 

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