Yesterday was a busy day in my body & baby management stakes - I started the day with physio and ended it with our first NCT class (more of which next posting - I know, I'm such a tease).
Physio was another good session, starting with the now customary realignment of my pelvis. To reassure the squeamish amongst you it's not a painful process - I don't want you imagining me on a rack being stretched ala count duckula or maid marion (never been one for scary gothic/medieval dramas so my tv references are stuck firmly in the Broom Cupboard). Rather I lay on my side pushing against my physio with my thigh, which she then counterbalances by squeezing my hip joint and pelvis together 20 times (anatomy another weak point so this may not be accurate, but it's the best description you'll get from me I'm afraid). We repeat this three times, recheck my pelvis and if necessary repeat the whole process again.
My left side is my problem area so my physio has recommended trying to ensure my posture is symmetrical as possible, which it turns out is harder than you think, now I am consciously trying to be straight as a post I realise that I do subconsciously lean slightly to the left. She also suggested I try lying on my right hand side in bed. This is going to be much harder as I habitually am a bed lefty - it also involves changing sides with my husband after 12 and a half years so I can still tumble out to go to the loo, reach my rennies and glass of water without needing to turn over in the middle of the night. I realise there may be a slight irony here as hubby is a left handed whereas I am right handed, we will just have to see where this crazy experiment takes us and how profound an effect it has on our marriage.
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