Spine.

I wonder what the difference is between self preservation
and being spineless is?

Anyhow.

I went to the physio today. My ankle is still not great.
It's still a bit swollen too, like I have a sherbet spaceship secreted inside it.
She started manipulating my ankle, rotating it. Felt ok.
Then the therapist started stretching my tendons from behind.
SWEET FUCKING JESUS!
Fucking ow!

She didn't stop till I smothered her with a handy
hypo-allergenic rubber pillow.
Erm. Not really.