I Went To My First Women's Health Physical Therapy Appointment, Here's What Happened
I felt nauseous all day after writing my first blog post about my upcoming women’s health physical therapy appointment on Monday evening. It was at 5:30pm and so that left approximately ten(ish) hours of feeling seen, vulnerable, and afraid. I’m learning it’s not just the fact that my sexual & private area organs need help that I cannot take care of on my own that causes the discomfort, it’s mixed with some weird form of SHAME. I put that word in all caps, because it’s a violent word in the feminine language. It’s a word that may make you want to click off this blog right now, for the sake of your soul though, please don’t.