Darn It

These past months I feel like a pincushion. The aching in my hips can't be ignored; I am unraveling.

I have high hopes for ART.

The PT forewarns "[my] treatment is not going to be pleasant. In fact it will hurt... a lot." No embellishments there! During the first session it felt like he tore me apart at the seams. Snap.  

My work is to lengthen and reinforce, less surging and darting.

I've gathered my pins and cushions. 

 I will mend.