Its been so busy lately I don't even know my name anymore.
Anyway, I am back now. I've just finished my lovely dinner, a home-cooked Pasta Bake thing which was amazing, can't believe I made it myself. The rest of the gang is sound asleep so I guess the dinner will have to wait for them.
Exciting stuff in Somerfield today. Security guards carried a trailer-trash woman out to the office between them, and she was shouting and screaming, shoplifter no doubt, unless she was trying to sell heroine by the dairy counter. Ooooh, the draaaama.
Other exciting stuff...went to Chiropractor, again, for my stiff and painful neck. The last few times she's asked:
- Is it ok if I do a bit of acupuncture/dry needling on you?
And I've just replied ...yeeees, in a very small voice not wanting/daring to say no.
Every time she's done it, its got more and more painful so TODAY I was going to say:
- Actually, would you mind NOT doing it. I really don't like it.
So I lay down on the bed, facing down and tried to breathe through the paper sheeting (not very successfully). I waited for her to ask the question. But no....all I hear is some rustling...?
Hang on, that sounds like....needles being taken out of their wrappers....noo..???......and before I get a chance to say: no needles right? BAAAAAAAAAAAM, in goes number 1 in my left shoulder, BAAAAAAAAAAAAM goes number 2 in my right. FUCK!!! And then she twists them and ooooooouuuuuchhhhh.
As if that wasn't bad enough I then feel my throat getting ticklier and ticklier and with 10 needles cramping in my back I start to cough. Nooo, I just wanted to cry. My poor muscles were in so much pain.
NEXT TIME I will say NO NEEDLES as soon as I step through that door, before I even say hello...
