I went to my first day of Physical Therapy- for my Bursitis. The first day was the “intake,” and I was told I would be there for one hour. Now, my mother told me that during the therapy, I would be receiving a nice massage and I didn’t believe her. This tidbit will be vital later on.

As soon as I walked in, I was asked to fill out some paperwork; that is never a good idea when it comes to me. When I started to fill it out, I noticed the questions were getting increasingly more detailed and specific.

Realizing that the page I turned to next was more than I could handle, I snapped this photo.