Of course, my husband is a DPT so he has been trying to work on it a little bit but usually this just results in us laughing hysterically without accomplishing anything.
Scene: I am on the floor on my stomach, husband is pushing down really hard on different spots in my back.
Me: Hurry up, I don't want to lay on the floor because I am pretty sure Bella peed here.
Husband: You aren't even laying flat.
Me: OOWWW, ARGGG, OOOOOF! I can't because the dinosaur is under my leg.
Husband: *laughing* what?
Me: Bella's dinosaur toy!!!!!
At this point, Bella has heard her name, and come running. She thinks it is play time when we are on the ground, so she starts licking my nose/mouth and I can't move because husband is holding my arms in some strange position and it hurts.
Husband: *laughing* you are a freak.
Me: Are you trying to hurt me? This is like torture! People pay you for this?
Husband then lays ON top of my back
Me: OWWMMMEHHMMPPSSHHHHHOWWWWWWWWNN!!!!! Get offfffffff!!!!!!!!!
Husband: *hysterical* You are the worst patient ever, I quit.
That sort of thing continued on an off for the duration of the Bachelorette. Needless to say, I still feel the same since I can't lay still long enough to receive any sort of "treatment" from the husband. Oy. I haven't been able to find a position to sit at the desktop without wanting to cry so Tahoe pictures may not be ready for posting today, unfortunately. If you want to see a few from the weekend, I posted a handful on Instagram which you can see here.
Until then, have a fantastic 4th of July holiday and I hope to see you back here soon!
Over & Out,