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deleteddewewted · 2 months ago

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Supermarket Romance P5

S: Titus is flying high on your compliments he finds the courage to reach out to an old friend who had been trying to get ahold of him since his discharge. He hopes this old friendship could still be saved even though he’s neglected for so long. In his efforts, he also finds a new confidant in you.

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W: Vomit, Puking, Nervous breakdown, panic attacks, mild suicidal thoughts, Calgars here now, Titus and Guilliman are friends, You guys start to develop a romance

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Titus sat on his bed with his phone in his hand, only donning his boxers as he had planned to go to bed, Titus watched as the screen lit up with the name of an old friend. Marneus Calgar. He was his superior during his service and they eventually became friends. Calgar was the only person who visited him when he was in recovery in the hospital besides his parents. He would come over and drop off small things like clothes or food that Titus liked, every so often he would read to Titus as an excuse to spend time with him but to also keep him informed of what the chain of command was saying. All of that had been nearly a year ago, and now Titus sat on his bed avoiding one of the many phone calls Calgar had made to him since the day he was discharged from the hospital. The phone continued buzzing before stopping. A notification appeared on his screen reading ‘Missed Call: Marneus Calgar’.

Titus inhaled deeply before letting out a shaky breath. He unlocked his phone and quickly clicked worked his way to his call history. He clicked on Calgars' name, hands trembling as he slowly brought the device up to his ear. The phone rang, and rang, and rang. Finally, the sound of someone picking up the call reached Titus' ear. He waited for a moment, sweat beginning to form on his hands as his body grew cold. The anticipation was killing him. What if he pushed his luck with Calgars patience and he wasn't planning on speaking to him? What if he misunderstood why Calgar had tried reaching out to him? What if this was Calgar telling him what he already knew about himself? That he was a failure, a nuisance, a waste of space, a waste of lif-

"Hello?" Calgars voice rasped through the phone's speaker. His voice was something Titus thought he would have forgotten even after spending the majority of his life being given orders by the man. His voice was a comfort he didn't know he was missing. It brought him back to his earlier years as a young private and back to the time when they would share drinks at a bar after a long assignment in the middle of the desert. Calgar was like a father to him and a friend. He knew he could share his shame and doubts with him and receive feedback that would help him instead of antagonize him.

"General Calgar-" Titus began but he was cut off.

"Demetrian, it’s been so long. It's good to hear your voice." Joy was evident in the older man’s voice, something almost tender was present there too. It had been so long that Titus had forgotten that their relationship had long transcended the use of formalities.

“It’s good to hear your voice as well." Titus paused for a moment. His breathing had begun to change and it was more erratic and deep. "I've been... struggling to accept that I do enjoy speaking to friends.” Titus replied. His hands were shaking violently. He knew there was no danger, Calgar wouldn't pose a danger to him, yet he couldn't seem to find the ability to rationalize his thoughts in the moment.

“Where have you been hiding, Demetrian?” Calgar meant nothing by it, he was merely teasing him, but Titus couldn't help the guilt that washed over him.

“I’ve been home mostly or attending physiotherapy.” He replied meagerly.

“That’s good….” The conversation paused for a moment. Titus' anxiety made him want to fill the silence but he was stopped by Calgar filling it for him.

“Demetrian, I hope you know you can speak to me.” Titus choked on his breath. He hadn’t noticed just how much he had been shaking or that he was feeling light-headed. The room around him felt overly hot and it began to spin.

“I know civilian life can be hard after a life of service. I’ve seen it before, you’re not alone. But just know that even, after everything, I am here.” The words left unspoken hung in the air but Titus understood just fine what his once superior was conveying. “I am here for you”. It made him feel sick, and he couldn’t help it but he vomited into the trash bin next to his bed that was already prepared in case something like this happened. He retched into the trash can seeking relief from the tight and painful bile that forced itself from his stomach into his throat. Tears that once pricked his eyes now flowed with abandon as he relieved himself of the contents of his stomach.

Calgar stayed on the line, waiting silently as Titus let his body wreak havoc on itself. Titus composes himself and finds the time to breathe between wrenching. He coughs whatever is left in his mouth and grabs one of the bottles of water he had by his nightstand to wash his mouth with. He spits the dirty water into the can and picks up the dropped phone from the floor.

"Im sorry-"

"Dont be, Demetrian." Calgar comforted. "Would you like me to stay on the phone with you?" He offered. Titus thought about it for a moment, asking himself if there was truly anything he could do to embarrass himself furhter.

"Please." Titus pleaded. He got under his blankets and kept the phone by his ear. He began asking Calgar questions about his day, asking if there was any news he could share with Titus. Calgar spoke to him for hours until Titus fell asleep to the sound of his friend's voice. Calgar, not wanting to break his promise, left the call running as he also succumbed to sleep.

Titus awoke the next morning to his alarm. He turned it off, searching for his phone in the process. He looked at his phone log and saw that his call with Calgar lasted 7 hours. He didn’t even remember when he had fallen asleep in their conversation, but he appreciated the older man for staying with him. He sent his former superior a message saying the same and got ready for the day ahead of him. He took out the soiled trash bag and threw it into the bin outside hoping that no one else was awake to see him walk outside in just his boxers.

He showered, brushed his teeth, shaved, and made sure to make a note to get a haircut sometime this week, before heading out to his car in a suit he had been dreading having to wear. The suit pants leg snagged on his leg brace making walking uncomfortable and annoying. He had a "meeting" that Guilliman had personally asked him to attend. The man had also bought him the suit he was wearing as Titus found them unnecessary to own. Titus buttoned up the jacket but he struggled to get the tie correctly knotted. He left it hanging to the sides of his neck instead, he would find someone in the office to help him out. For the time being, he needed to get something to eat before the meeting. He drove to the supermarket and grabbed the closest-to-go sandwich he could find and a bottle of orange juice before making it to the self-checkout lane. He swiped his items with haste and pulled out his wallet to pay but as he did he saw you entering the store. He wanted to walk over to say hello but he didn't have the time. He walked over to the entrance, leg brace snagging in the inside of his pants causing them to get stuck in the hinge.

"What the fuck." Titus murmured under his breath. He tried lifting his pants legs, hoping that the fabric would loosen itself or at least move from the hinge it was stuck on. He tugged until he felt the fabric pop out from where it was stuck and patted his leg to readjust the pants leg.

"Titus?" He turned his head, and his scowl eased as he spotted you walking towards him.

"Y/n, it's good to see you." He felt his ears grow hot as you approached him.

He didn't notice but you were ogling him, taking in his attire, his neatness. You never expected to see him in a suit, with the buttons of his shirt unbuttoned and tie undone. It was charming in a way.

"Is your leg causing you problems?" You asked. You had managed to catch him as he was adjusting his pants leg and only heard some of his frustrated muttering.

"No- not exactly. It's my leg brace..." His voice faded out. It was something he didn't want to admit but what else was he supposed to say?

"Ah, that makes sense. You might want to get a compression sleeve for your leg or size up your pants. That should help stop your pants from getting caught on your brace." You recommended.

"How do you know it will work?" He questioned. Maybe he had missed it but you didn't look like you were in need of an aid like a brace. Yet again, he also didn't look like he needed physical aids, and yet here he was needing them.

"College roommate broke her leg after a hike. She had to wear a cast and then a brace for a while. Let me tell you, I know a thing or two about assistive medical equipment." You chuckled, hoping to ease the concern on his face.

"Any other recommendations you might have?" He joked.

"You should tie your tie so it doesn't fall off your neck and maybe button your shirt so you don't catch a cold?" You joked, a smirk present on your face as you pointed at the offending items.

"I wish I knew how to tie a tie but unfortunately I do not." He admitted, embarrassed.

"I can help you."

"Really?" He said surprised.

"Of course, Titus." You said softly. "What kind of friend would I be if I didn't help you?" You closed the distance and buttoned his shirt for him before grabbing the two ends of his tie. You began going through the motions, a cross, a loop, another loop on top. You worked with care as you didn't want to touch him by accident and make him uncomfortable. Your eyes, ever strained on the tie in your hands wandered to look at where his shirt had been unbuttoned. You had caught a glimpse of his bare chest. He was hairless, but you also took notice of what looked like a big scar running down his chest and fainter ones circling his neck. You wanted to ask, see what insane story this man had but you didn’t. What if he found the question offensive? What if it was too painful to ask? You didn't blame him for being so secretive, after all, you’ve been the same way with him.

You hadn't noticed but Titus was staring back at you. His eyes took in the small details he hadn’t taken in before. Your eyes were concentrated, those pretty dots of color following the tie you so neatly made. Your mouth was a little chapped and you were biting on your bottom lip almost toying with it as you focused. The shape do your nose to the way your hands seemed to tremble a little as you tried being gentle with the fabric in your hands. You were a vision he hoped to witness again at this distance.

“There. That should do it.” You pushed the knot of his tie up, your hand reaching and pressing against his neck. He was warm and the skin was rough from his stubble that he hadn’t fully shaven off in the crook of his neck. You smiled up at him, and patted him on the chest before stepping back to admire your work.

“Now you won't cause offense.” You jest. Titus let out a low chuckle, rolling his eyes at you before thanking you.

“I’m forever in your debt, Y/n.”

“Don’t be silly, old man.” You teased. He smiled again, this time it was something softer.

“Truly, thank you. I will see you around.” He thanked before heading over to his car.

“Wait!” You you yelled.

“Uh… if you’re not uncomfortable, we can share our phone numbers with each other?” You asked. You pulled out your phone from your pocket and handed it over to Titus. He hesitated for a moment. You wanted to create a bond outside of the supermarket.

“That would be a great idea.” He responded back. He gingerly typed his number in, his fingers too large for your phones screen. He handed it back, his hands sweaty and heart beating rapidly in his chest.

“Sorry, my hands are-“

“Don’t worry about it, Titus. My palms get sweaty too.” You reassured. You gave him a smile and reached out towards him with a cautious hand. He tensed a little, wondering what you were going to do. You grabbed his tie and readjusted it before letting it go again.

“There we go.” He swears his face was red again. The heat in his cheeks and ears must have made him look like a tomato.

“Thank you, Y/n. Message me if you have the time.”

“I’ll make sure to text you when I get home. You better text me back.” You threatened.

“Of course. I promise I will.” He nodded his head at you, a smile overtaking his face before he walked away towards his car. You could hear him from a distance complaining about his leg brace again. You shook your head in amusement. For someone his stature he sure was sillier than what you expected him to be.

You looked down at your phone, his number was now in your contacts with the name 'Demetrian Titus' attached to it. You clicked on the edit button and added an emoji of a blueberry in front of his name. A fitting descriptor for a man with the nicest set of blue eyes you've seen.

The drive to the office wasn't long but it was hecktech, to say the least. Guilliman had texted him asking him if he was planning on drinking and that if he hadn't initially, he should. Guilliman has bought as much champagne and artisanal beer as he could get his hands on cause he himself couldn’t find the will to do the meeting sober. The CEO had decided to do a last minute drop in, all under the gaze of wanting to ensure things were going to be done correctly and no one was planning on doing something dangerous like the last time there was a meeting like this. Last time, according to one of the graphic designers, two of Guilliman's brothers, Dorn and Perturabo, had gotten into an argument about the food caterer that the other had selected. While Dorn had chosen something pescatarian, Perturabo had decided to go with something vegetarian, both selected an array of different meals so that there would be variety to choose from. Dorn, having had the foresight to know some people would for go eating if there wasn’t anything with red meat, decided to also order some meat-based meals. Perturabo had grown upset to find out his brother had gotten another caterer and he decided to sabotage him by demonstrating one of his side projects so that people would pay attention to him instead of his brother's considerate meal planning. To say that the night went without a hitch would be a lie as Perturabo's side project had malfunctioned and a gear had gone flying out only to hit someone in the eye. The person was fine but it was the last time the CEO would allow anyone to bring in their hobby projects to the office and the last time he’d have Perturabo and Dorn host these informal meetings together.

Once Titus arrived, Guilliman had already been drinking the moment he had managed to find the bottle opener in the office breakroom. He handed Titus a bottle the moment the older man had stepped foot into the conference room and asked him to drink with him. Titus declined as he was driving but did accept to take the bottle home instead.

“Good man!” Guilliman praised him, handing him the bottle of what Titus could only describe as overpriced champagne. For the rest of the meeting, Titus anxiously tapped his foot as he waited for your text to come through. Maybe you had forgotten or didn’t feel like sending one in the end? Who knew. He hoped that you hadn’t told him you would text him since it became the only thing he could think about while he sat at a table with his drunk and enthusiastic coworkers.

The night ended with one of the younger office workers throwing up in Guilliman's favorite potted plant. Everyone was laughing and smiling, the mood was up all things considered even though no actual work was done. Guilliman had untied his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. He was leaning on Titus, his hand on his shoulder as he used the older man as a support as they walked outside of the building and towards the parking lot.

“You know, you’re a good, hck, employee Titusssss. I’m glad you took my offer.” Guilliman slurred and hiccupped his words. His forehead was against Titus' shoulder, his eyes closed as he begged the world to stop spinning.

“I’m glad I did too. But, was it necessary to drink so much?” Titus questioned. Guilliman raised his head and was about to reprimand Titus but he stumbled forward, falling towards the ground but was stopped by Titus grabbing him.

“Of course it was!” Guilliman chirped. “It’s the only time I get to get drunk with my friend.” He hiccuped.

“Friends?” Titus questioned. His eyebrow was raised as he looked at the slumped man.

“Yes, friends. I don’t get to have much of a social life outside of work and I think of you all as my friends, even if it’s one-sided.” The truth that he had just revealed depressed Titus. Guilliman was well-liked in the military, so much so that many of the privates, sergeants, and lieutenants sought him out for advice. Calgar even sang his praises to Guilliman. So how could someone like that lack friendship?

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Guilliman.” Titus spoke back. Guilliman didn’t respond, soft snores answered in his stead.

"I can take it from here, Demetrian." A voice spoke from behind them. Titus turned to see who it was. Behind him, a man with long black hair that draped over his shoulders. His eyes possessed an air of unmatched authority it had Titus wanting to look away. This man possessed a stature of greatness that was only rivaled by how he conducted himself even at his 6’10 stature. Guillimans father, the CEO, was a man he didn’t usually speak with. Having only once had the pleasure of conversing with him, Titus had felt that conversation had been enough to last him a life time. Imposing was one way to describe the experience of speaking to the man. It wasn’t something the man had done, it was merely the fact that Titus couldn’t decipher the man’s expression or emotions. This version of the man was different. He smiled down at Titus and at his slouched over son. The man got closer, his eyes not leaving Titus as he approached his son.

“Thank you for taking care of my son, Demetrian.” The man bowed his head at Titus and took Guilliman from Titus’ arms. He hoisted Guilliman by his arm, throwing one of them over his shoulder and placing his own hand by his son’s waist to support him.

“You are a good man, Demetrian. I will remember this act of kindness.” With that, the man took Guilliman to his car and placed him in the back seat so he could lay down. For a moment, Titus thought of his superior as a child being put to bed by his father. Oddly endearing.

As he walked over to his car, Titus’ phone rang. He pulled his phone from his pocket and looked at the screen. A message from you, “Sorry for getting sidetracked. I’m finally home! Hope you are too!”. His face began to grow hot. You didn’t mean to not text, you were simply busy. Something fluttered in his stomach as he thought about what he should text back. Maybe he should wait and text you when he got home? Maybe he should text now so you also don't assume he read your message and didn't care to answer it.

He texted back once he was sitting in his car, "Hello, Im glad to hear you got home safely. I was just about to head home myself." he wrote. He buckled his seatbelt and started his car but before he could pull out he got another text from you.

"Awesome! Get home safe. Goodnight, Titus." A soft smile made itself home onto his face. He hadn't had someone text him in this manner in so long. Guillimans messages were straight to the point and while Chairons held pleasantries his were also as forward as Guillimans.

He bag a the quiet drive him. Roads, trees pass him by has he focuses on the road ahead of him. Empty streets with their houses lights turned off, not a soul outside as he made it to his apartment and complex and parked into his garage. He groaned as he got of his car, his back and leg aching after spending the day sitting in the uncomfortable plastic chairs the office offered. He unlocked his door before closing shut again once inside. Taking off shoes and proceeding to walk towards his bathroom, he began to undress himself from his restrictive clothes. Everything from the tie to his underwear went into the hamper, not a care in the world for the over priced article of clothing, and stepped into his shower. Warm water and soap lathered his body, his nails slowly rubbing against his skin to clean off what he felt were impurities. He grabbed his loofa and began scrubbing the rest of his body only to stop when he reached the big and jagged scar on his chest and torso. He traced it with the tip of his fingers contemplating how it got there. Dark thoughts began to cloud his mind as he stood under the shower head letting the water wash over.

He spent his night between panic attacks or anxiously staring at his front door. Fears of someone or something bursting flooded his mind and wouldn’t let him relax. He wanted the feeling to stop but it wouldn’t. The persistent fear only grew as the hours passed him, but by the time he felt semi-functional it was already early morning and he could hear some of the neighbors outside greeting each other before leaving for work. His senses were all focused on the wooden door, he was staring at it like it had caused him offense. The emptiness of his home allowed for the ring of his phone to snap him from his trance. It was a message from you: “Good morning, Titus! I hope your day started better than mine. I locked myself out of my house lol.” He couldn’t help it but he let out a laugh. His eyes bloodshot and tired read and reread your words searching for something malignant in them.

'My landlord won't answer my calls so im screwed.' You sent another message before he could reply. Titus gave himself a moment to think about his response his fingers slowly typing out the message he wanted to send.

“Good morning. That sounds horrible, hopefully, you get a reply back. If you’re not too busy, I wanted to ask if you wouldn’t mind helping me look for those compression sleeves you had mentioned.”

“No problem! My landlord said he wasn’t going to be around until 4pm so I have time. Let’s meet up at the supermarket at 12pm?” You were quick to respond to his message and it made the fluttering feeling come back.

“I will see you at 12.” He replied back. He leaned back, laying flat on his bed, his phone still in his hands as he stared into the white abyss that was his ceiling. You two were going to meet at the store in a few hours. Per his suggestion. He asked you to meet him. That fluttering feeling came back again, this time tenfold. He was going to get to see you and you were just as excited to see him too.

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distinguisheddwarffriend · 10 months ago

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Today on Hobbit-Headcanons:

What would the company of Thorin Oakenshield enjoy about the Modern World?

One of my WIP transports the company to our world shortly before they're supposed to reach Rivendell, and into the apartment of my OFC.

So here is a list of things I think each character would enjoy about the Modern World:

Thorin: Google Maps, Siri (will totally argue with her like she's real), Shows like The Crown, Game of Thrones, but also Bridgerton, Democracy (yes you read that correctly), Rock music

Fili: Birth Control (can finally fuck around without risking the royal lineage), Superhero Movies (has an huuuhe crush on Black Widow), Tinder, Martial Arts, Feminism, Henley shirts to show of his muscles, bars & clubs

Kili : TikTok (LOVES cat videos, Top Content Creator about Archery, 'deep thoughts'/rambling, 'prank my uncle/brother with me', does EVERY challenge, accidental thirsttraps & flustered by the comments), Parkour, Man Buns & (Hipster-) Fashion, LGBTQ+ - Community , karaoke bars, team sports, the zoo

Bofur: modern music (especially pop songs with dirty lyrics), Tumblr (is no. 1 shit-poster), music festivals, arts&crafts blogs, Christopher's Streets Day

Bifur: Google Translate, Modern Medicine, Pain Medication, ASL, RomComs (trust me), helps out in an animal shelter, country music

Bombur: Cooking Shows (has his own Online Show), Kindergarten (he had so many children, the reprieve would be SO appreciated), international foodstuff to try

Dwalin: Guns, MMF, store-bought cookies, sport shows (AGRESSIVE fan for whatever team he randomly picks), Barbecues

Balin: Twitter (the political possibilities!!!), mental healthcare (he's sending the whole line of Durin he had no time for their shit), Spa Days, public schools, classical music

Oin: Modern Medicine (Duh), hearing aids, physiotherapy

Gloin: bitcoins, the stock market, Facebook (posts daily about Gimli)

Dori: hair tutorials, fashion shows, tracking devices (has totally microchipped a drunk Nori at some point)

Nori: hacking, movies with the lovable rogue as the MC (Pirates of the Carribbean, Deadpool etc.), spy movies (duh), the mafia (yes, he becomes a boss within weeks)

Ori: Wikipedia, public libraries, tutorials for EVERYTHING (knitting, cutting your own hair, how to talk to royalty, fancy war cries, you name it), fantasy novels, public schools

Bilbo: Food blogs, the "ignore call"-button, Instagram, university (will mayor in at least three subjects), museums

Gandalf: the Internet as a whole, email/ instant messaging, yard sales, modern weed, museums (has a knack for finding cursed items), adventure movies (after watching Indiana Jones he seriously debated obtaining a whip)

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perplexingluciddreams · 1 year ago

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An average day in my life

I want to make a post about an average day in my life, with higher support needs nonverbal autism (with continued late regression), severe ME/CFS, low mobility, hypotonia, and other health things. I need a lot of help with most things, and due to my conditions my everyday life probably looks quite different than many people's.

I tried to write this several times. I started with AAC, but I couldn’t see what I just wrote, so I got lost and jumped about too much. This time I made myself some questions to answer, so I can still use AAC to help with the words, but not get so mixed up. Some of this is written with AAC, some is typed.

Where do I spend most of my time? How do I spend most of my time?

I spend the large majority of my time in my bedroom, and the most of that time is spent in bed.

In bed, the things I do is: watch DVDs or other things on laptop, edit AAC, practice/write with AAC, play games on phone, listen to music.

When I am not in bed, I am listening to loud music in my swing! Best way of regulation for me, keeps me calm.

What does my bedroom look like, how do I have things set up?

I sit up in bed with a big wedge pillow and two normal pillows behind me. I usually have my laptop, iPad, AAC device, DVDs and DVD player, and fidget toys (dummy, chewy, tangle) on the bed with me. I also have an overbed table which always has my glasses and case and juice bottle on it. I change around what is on the table depending on what I am doing at that time.

My LED lights in bedroom is usually on orange or yellow colour, with lights fairly dim. The curtains and blackout blind is always closed.

I have a fan and book light always next to my bed. I have a weighted blanket as my duvet, with five other varying types of blankets on top of it.

What are the other activities I do?

I have some other activities I occasionally do with help and prompts. Sometimes I go downstairs (with stairlift) to watch TV and/or do walking (physiotherapy, walking back and forth with or without AFO braces). I also do walking upstairs, because getting downstairs is a real challenge.

I rarely remember that I have options other than the things I see in front of me, so my parents have to give me choices.

Occasionally Mum ask me if I want to play cards, or do something else not normally do. It depends on how I feel and how loud my brain is, but sometimes I say yes.

What are the few things I can do independently on a daily basis?

I can put shoes and socks on, and take off, by myself! Only with same pair of stretchy shoes, just pull on. I do this several times a day because I wear shoes in swing, but not in bed. So it is a strong motor path.

I can change my hoodie/take it on and off by myself.

I can go between my bed and swing by myself, no prompt. I can walk to go to the toilet and change nappy (diaper) by myself.

I can brush my teeth as long as my toothbrush and toothpaste is brought to me. Sometimes I also need a reminder, or I forget. I am more likely to forget in the evening. I remember better in the morning because I don’t like the taste of my own mouth.

I can drink from my juice bottle and feed myself.

I can put DVDs in and out of DVD player and plug it into laptop. I can choose what I want to watch on a few streaming services. I can navigate a few social media apps, and can even post/message on a couple.

I can use the two different remotes to control my LED lights and sensory light projector.

What is my main struggles and difficulties in an average day?

I can't do much without prompts so these two things (bed and swing) is basically all I can do on my own (I can also go to the toilet without a prompt most of the time, but sometimes I get stuck). I struggle to initiate tasks and transition between tasks. I also can only make my body go on strong motor paths (movement sequences that I do over and over that is strong in my muscle memory), and there is only space in my brain capacity for a small amount of these motor paths at a time. Learning a new motor path and making it strong can make me lose a previous motor path (usually whichever is weakest at that time). This is very limiting.

Even with the pillows I have, it is not enough support. My body is too weak and floppy. My posture is bad and I slide/slump down so I am closer to a lying down position than sitting. I am always in a lot of pain, so I shift around a lot trying to get comfy, but it is never quite right. This is even more for when I sit in swing (or anywhere else), there is next-to-none support there.

If I could, I would be in my swing all the time! But unfortunately I have very low energy due to ME/CFS so a lot of rest is necessary. I find this hard because I need to stim and regulate constantly.

It is necessary that I spend much time alone in my room. If I didn’t, the smallest things would send me into immediate shutdown or meltdown. I can’t be around people much at all, even voices noises is too much. Usually I am only around people for the time when they help me with something, or bring me something.

When I do be around people, even with AAC it is very very difficult for me to communicate - I can do a handful of simple signs but anything more complex is so hard to get out that it usually has to happen when I am on my own in my room (like when I write a post like this). I am sad that I can’t have important or deep conversations with a person in the same room. Most of the important things I communicate to Mum is through Tumblr or WhatsApp.

I am oversensitive to so many things because of sensory issues. I am always dysregulated and I spend so much time trying to keep myself calm with swinging, with out making my health worse.

Often I am much too tired and sore to go downstairs so I am stuck in my bedroom most of the time.

I don't feel many body signals, like my bladder. When I don’t feel the signals at all (or not until too late), combined with getting stuck and not able to initiate go to toilet fast enough, I have accidents. This used to be something I could just about keep on top of, but with regression I no longer can manage it, so I have to wear nappies (diapers). This also adds another task (change nappy) that I have to use my limited brain capacity to learn and hold onto.

I am so fatigued and in pain from doing small things, and my body response to fatigue is often a big trigger for many sensory issues. This often becomes a downward spiral of fatigue response -> sensory bad -> big stim to calm down -> stim makes fatigue worse -> more body fatigue response, etc.

What is my morning routine like?

The first thing that happens in the morning (approximately 9am) is Mum or Dad comes to my bedroom with breakfast and medication. They help prop me up in bed with a big wedge pillow, and two normal pillow behind me. They give me my headphones (I wear almost all day, every day) and help put all my things around me on the bed. They also give me my toothbrush and toothpaste. In the mornings I can’t communicate much at all (only occasionally a few signs), can’t look at another person or do anything that would overwhelm me even a wee bit. It would cause immediate shutdown or meltdown. Shutdown is more likely for the morning time.

What is my mealtime routine like?

Mum or Dad (or very occasionally sister) brings me my food, and if it is a messy food then I put a tea towel over my chest so I don’t get covered in food. I eat while watching something usually, because I need the distraction to not get so stuck. Every time I get new meal or snack brought upstairs to me, I get a fresh bottle of juice also. The bottle is approximately 450ml, and I have 3 meals plus 2 snacks each day. I also get a bottle of water (not juice) brought up with evening meds, so I don’t get sugar on my teeth after I brush them.

I eat the same snacks at the same times every day. I have the same exact breakfast every day, and it has barely changed since I was quite young. I have two lunches, it is the same except for sandwich filling - I eat one for weekdays, one for weekends. Dinner varies, but there is still a predictable amount of choices, and often I eat the same dinner for the same day of the week. Mum sometimes tells me what is for dinner, if it will be different than the usual dinner for that day of the week, or if I ask. But I usually forget by dinner time anyway! 🤷🏻‍♂️

What is my bath time routine like?

With bath, Mum always helps. I need a lot of prompts. I get confused and lost with all the steps. But I have gotten better with practice, and each step have a stronger motor path now. I need Mum to tell me what part comes next.

I use a bath lift to get in and out of the bath.

I can do the physical washing part mostly on my own, sometimes I ask for help with my back. Mum gives verbal prompts and puts the right soap/shampoo in my hand or on washcloth.

Sometimes even with prompts, my brain confuses the steps or the motor paths, and my body does the wrong thing. This happens more recently, because when there is a complex sequence of separate (at least it is stored separately in my brain) motor paths, I can go into “loops” of do same thing over and over. Or my wires get crossed and I simply do the wrong movements.

I can also mostly dry myself (I sit on toilet seat to do it), but Mum always does my back. I can’t dress myself, so once I put on nappy by myself, Mum puts my top on. Then I walk to bedroom and Mum puts my trousers on while I sit on the edge of my bed (it is a better height that sitting on the toilet seat). Then Mum opens deodorant and clicks it up, I put it on myself.

What is my evening/bedtime routine like?

I have poor sleep, usually, and a really weird sleep schedule! My parents go to bed at approximately 10pm (sometimes Mum a bit earlier), and Dad always comes in to tell me goodnight. But I am awake much much after that (usually between 1-3am is when I finally go to bed for sleep). Sometimes I still swing when my parents is in bed, but I try not to swing too late because it can click and make noises.

I stay up and watch things, or play games on phone and listen to music. I often get stuck and cannot transition to go to bed, so I force myself awake for long after I could probably already go to bed.

When I finally manage to force myself to do the bedtime routine (or when my body is so tired it force me), I have to move all the things off the bed (some go on overbed table, some go to charge on the other side of the room). I also then change hoodie from day hoodie to sleep hoodie. I also move big wedge cushion and extra pillow down onto the floor. And put special cushion under my sleep pillow so it is at the perfect angle. Then, finally, I can lie down.

Sometimes I still go on my phone after that, usually to read fanfiction, if I can’t relax enough yet. I also rock back and forth on my side to soothe myself, I have done it since I was very young. I have to put my fan on to sleep, the noise and the feeling on my face is necessary to fall asleep, and it helps keep my temperature okay.

Then, the cycle of morning starts all over again!

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mostlysignssomeportents · 1 year ago

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All the books I reviewed in 2023 (Graphic Novels)

Next Tuesday (December 5), I'm at Flyleaf Books in Chapel Hill, NC, with my new solarpunk novel The Lost Cause, which 350.org's Bill McKibben called "The first great YIMBY novel: perceptive, scientifically sound, and extraordinarily hopeful."

It's that time of year again, when I round up all the books I reviewed for my newsletter in the previous year. I posted 21 reviews last year, covering 31 books (there are two series in there!). I also published three books of my own last year (two novels and one nonfiction). A busy year in books!

Every year, these roundups remind me that I did actually manager to get a lot of reading done, even if the list of extremely good books that I didn't read is much longer than the list of books I did read. I read many of these books while doing physiotherapy for my chronic pain, specifically as audiobooks I listened to on my underwater MP3 player while doing my daily laps at the public pool across the street from my house.

After many years of using generic Chinese waterproof MP3s players – whose quality steadily declined over a decade – I gave up and bought a brand-name player, a Shokz Openswim. So far, I have no complaints. Thanks to reader Abbas Halai for recommending this!

https://shokz.com/products/openswim

I load up this gadget with audiobook MP3s bought from Libro.fm, a fantastic, DRM-free alternative to Audible, which is both a monopolist and a prolific wage-thief with a documented history of stealing from writers:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/07/25/can-you-hear-me-now/#acx-ripoff

All right, enough with the process notes, on to the reviews!

GRAPHIC NOVELS

I. Shubiek Lubiek by Deena Mohamed

An intricate alternate history in which wishes are real, and must be refined from a kind of raw wish-stuff that has to be dug out of the earth. Naturally, this has been an important element of geopolitics and colonization, especially since the wish-stuff is concentrated in the global south, particularly Egypt, the setting for our tale. The framing device for the trilogy is the tale of three "first class" wishes: these are the most powerful wishes that civilians are allowed to use, the kind of thing you might use to cure cancer or reverse a crop-failure.

https://pluralistic.net/2023/01/11/your-wish/#is-my-command

II. Ducks by Kate Beaton

In 2005, Beaton was a newly minted art-school grad facing a crushing load of student debt, a debt she would never be able to manage in the crumbling, post-boom economy of Cape Breton, Nova Scotia. Like so many Maritimers, she left the home that meant everything for her to travel to Alberta, where the tar sands oil boom promised unmatched riches for anyone willing to take them. Beaton's memoir describes the following four years, as she works her way into a series of oil industry jobs in isolated company towns where men outnumber women 50:1 and where whole communities marinate in a literally toxic brew of carcinogens, misogyny, economic desperation and environmental degradation. The story that follows is – naturally – wrenching, but it is also subtle and ambivalent. Beaton finds camaraderie with – and empathy for – the people she works alongside, even amidst unimaginable, grinding workplace harassment that manifests in both obvious and glancing ways.

https://pluralistic.net/2023/01/14/hark-an-oilpatch/#kate-beaton

III. Justice Warriors by Matt Bors

Justice Warriors is what you'd get if you put Judge Dredd in a blender with Transmetropolitan and set it to chunky. The setup: the elites of a wasted, tormented world have retreated into Bubble City, beneath a hermetically sealed zone. Within Bubble City, everything is run according to the priorities of the descendants of the most internet-poisoned freaks of the modern internet, click- and clout-chasing mushminds full of corporate-washed platitudes about self-care, diversity and equity, wrapped around come-ons for sugary drinks and dubious dropshipper crapola. It's a cop buddy-story dreamed up by Very Online, very angry creators who live in a present-day world where reality is consistently stupider than satire.

https://pluralistic.net/2023/05/22/libras-assemble/#the-uz

IV. Roaming by Jillian Tamaki and Mariko Tamaki

The story of three young Canadian women meeting up for a getaway to New York City. Zoe and Dani are high-school best friends who haven't seen each other since they graduated and decamped for universities in different cities. Fiona is Dani's art-school classmate, a glamorous and cantankerous artist with an affected air of sophistication. It's a dizzying, beautifully wrought three-body problem as the three protagonists struggle with resentments and love, sex and insecurity. The relationships between Zoe, Dani and Fiona careen wildly from scene to scene and even panel to panel, propelled by sly graphic cues and fantastically understated dialog.

https://pluralistic.net/2023/09/11/as-canadian-as/#possible-under-the-circumstances

Like I said, this has been a good year in books for me, and it included three books of my own:

I. Red Team Blues (novel, Tor Books US, Head of Zeus UK)

Martin Hench is 67 years old, single, and successful in a career stretching back to the beginnings of Silicon Valley. He lives and roams California in a very comfortable fully-furnished touring bus, The Unsalted Hash, that he bought years ago from a fading rock star. He knows his way around good food and fine drink. He likes intelligent women, and they like him back often enough. Martin is a—contain your excitement—self-employed forensic accountant, a veteran of the long guerilla war between people who want to hide money, and people who want to find it. He knows computer hardware and software alike, including the ins and outs of high-end databases and the kinds of spreadsheets that are designed to conceal rather than reveal. He’s as comfortable with social media as people a quarter his age, and he’s a world-level expert on the kind of international money-laundering and shell-company chicanery used by Fortune 500 companies, mid-divorce billionaires, and international drug gangs alike. He also knows the Valley like the back of his hand, all the secret histories of charismatic company founders and Sand Hill Road VCs. Because he was there at all the beginnings. Now he’s been roped into a job that’s more dangerous than anything he’s ever agreed to before—and it will take every ounce of his skill to get out alive.

https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250865847/red-team-blues

II. The Internet Con: How to Seize the Means of Computation (nonfiction, Verso)

We can – we must – dismantle the tech platforms. We must to seize the means of computation by forcing Silicon Valley to do the thing it fears most: interoperate. Interoperability will tear down the walls between technologies, allowing users to leave platforms, remix their media, and reconfigure their devices without corporate permission. Interoperability is the only route to the rapid and enduring annihilation of the platforms. The Internet Con is the disassembly manual we need to take back our internet.

https://www.versobooks.com/products/3035-the-internet-con

III. The Lost Cause (novel, Tor Books US, Head of Zeus UK)

For young Americans a generation from now, climate change isn't controversial. It's just an overwhelming fact of life. And so are the great efforts to contain and mitigate it. Entire cities are being moved inland from the rising seas. Vast clean-energy projects are springing up everywhere. Disaster relief, the mitigation of floods and superstorms, has become a skill for which tens of millions of people are trained every year. The effort is global. It employs everyone who wants to work. Even when national politics oscillates back to right-wing leaders, the momentum is too great; these vast programs cannot be stopped in their tracks.

But there are still those Americans, mostly elderly, who cling to their red baseball caps, their grievances, their huge vehicles, their anger. To their "alternative" news sources that reassure them that their resentment is right and pure and that "climate change" is just a giant scam. And they're your grandfather, your uncle, your great-aunt. And they're not going anywhere. And they’re armed to the teeth. The Lost Cause asks: What do we do about people who cling to the belief that their own children are the enemy? When, in fact, they're often the elders that we love?

https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250865939/the-lost-cause

I wrote nine books during lockdown, and there's plenty more to come. The next one is The Bezzle, a followup to Red Team Blues, which comes out in February:

https://us.macmillan.com/books/9781250865878/thebezzle

While you're waiting for that one, I hope the reviews above will help you connect with some excellent books. If you want more of my reviews, here's my annual roundup from 2022:

https://pluralistic.net/2022/12/01/bookishness/#2022-in-review

Here's my book reviews from 2021:

https://pluralistic.net/2021/12/08/required-ish-reading/#bibliography

And here's my book reviews from 2020:

https://pluralistic.net/2020/12/08/required-reading/#recommended-reading

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https://pluralistic.net/2023/12/01/bookmaker/#2023-in-review

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Okay. So.

I am 99.999~% sure it is my neck. Whether it is a weird nerve pinch or a blood vessel or what idk, but after more testing of various things at home it is almost certainly the culprit for the temperature disregulation. TL;DR at the end.

I finally got my doctor's office to take it seriously by writing a letter mentioning that I have at many points wanted to die and did not want to get *actively* suicidal again after over five years without having been actively suicidal. Since it it in writing that their patient was potentially going to become suicidal about them not doing anything.... they decided it was appropriate to actually do something. What I found out is despite my doctor's office being a multi-doctor clinic who supposedly works together, my primary doctor didn't even confer with her colleagues about the situation before going with the "I can't think of anything" and leaving it with me.

Because the on-call doctor decided to actually *listen* to what I was saying and is sending me for a neck xray with possibility of going for further testing (ex: MRI) if things turn out normal there. He is also sending me for some endocrine testing, cortisol testing and some kind of 24 our urine analysis test as a just in case it's these weird things measure. He literally just took the few things that were on the top of his head from maybe 20 minutes looking in to my situation, so I am still pretty mad at my primary doctor for the negligent attitude she'd taken towards this.

And yes, they are probably only acting to cover their asses because I mentioned not wanting to be actively suicidal about all of this again. But that wasn't an idle threat, I was starting to teeter towards that feeling and even Bean was worried and if there was literally no end to this we actually discussed MAiD at one point - not as an immediate thing, but as a vague possibility because of how fucking awful it was and the prospect of living with that forever was *that* fucking daunting.

My doctor was trying to pass it off as 'a weird stress response' despite the only major stressor in my life at that point being...the hot cold bullshit itself. And yes, stress made it worse, but that's true of *any* condition under the sun.

I finally got to go back in to my old chiropractor of 12+ years who knows how to take care of my body and almost instantly she made me go from feral gremlin with a boiling head to human being again. It just sucks because it is taxing on my body to travel 1.5hrs to get that treatment.

Granted, one appointment isn't going to solve this problem and what I really need is long-term stability, which is what I am going to go back to physiotherapy for as soon as I am cleared by my gallbladder surgeon to be able to do more active things.

Along with going back to massage therapy, whenever I can actually book that *rolls eyes at everyone under the sun having no availability*, I hope that I can get this at least under control. TL;DR 1. Doctor's office finally decided to check some basic things out, like a neck xray, after I mentioned I was on the edge of becoming suicidal about being left to my own devices about this. 2. It is almost certainly my neck causing the issue. 3. I am trying to get back in to regular treatment in various places to help heal and stabilize the neck. 4. I am not well yet, the worst of it can come back at any time, but I am more hopeful for the future. Holy fuck this has been scary and exhausting and it will take awhile for me to be okay with things but damn.... it's...something. Maybe this will just be a very bad blip in my life after all.

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anftherapy · 6 months ago

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Chronic pain holding you back? Fibromyalgia goes deeper. Learn about its causes, the limitations of current treatments, and how ANF Therapy®️ works to heal the source of the pain.

#chronic pain #physical therapy #Fibromyalgia #osteopath #physiotherapy #health education #anf devices #anf therapy #anf academy #invisible inflammation #pain therapy #healthcare professionals #headache #stress

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ashokamarketing · 4 months ago

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Physiotherapy in AS Rao Nagar

Physiotherapy is a healthcare profession that focuses on the assessment, diagnosis, treatment, and prevention of physical impairments, disabilities, and pain. It aims to restore movement and function in individuals affected by injury, illness, or disability. Physiotherapists use a variety of techniques to help patients recover, improve their physical abilities, and enhance their quality of life.

Physiotherapy can include:

Exercises

Massages

Treatments based on physical stimuli, such as heat, cold, electrical currents, or ultrasound

Assistive devices

Patient education and training

Physiotherapists usually recommend movement and exercise to help improve your mobility and function. This may include:

exercises designed to improve movement and strength in a specific part of the body – these usually need to be repeated regularly for a set length of time

activities that involve moving your whole body, such as walking or swimming – these can help if you're recovering from an operation or injury that affects your mobility

exercises carried out in warm, shallow water (hydrotherapy or aquatic therapy) – the water can help relax and support the muscles and joints, while providing resistance to help you gradually get stronger

advice and exercises to help you increase or maintain your physical activity – advice will be given on the importance of keeping active, and how to do this in a safe, effective way

advice on using mobility aids – such as crutches or a walking stick to help you move around

Your physiotherapist may also recommend exercises that you can continue doing to help you manage pain in the long term or reduce your risk of injuring yourself again.

Types of Therapy in Physiotherapy:

Manual Therapy: Hands-on techniques to manipulate muscles and joints, aiming to relieve pain and improve mobility.

Exercise Therapy: Customized exercise programs designed to strengthen muscles, enhance flexibility, and promote overall physical fitness.

Electrotherapy: Use of electrical modalities, such as TENS (Transcutaneous Electrical Nerve Stimulation) and ultrasound, to manage pain and stimulate healing.

Heat and Cold Therapy: Application of heat or cold to alleviate pain, reduce inflammation, and promote healing.

Advanced high-power laser therapy: It is a medical treatment that uses focused light energy to promote healing and relieve pain.

Dry Needling: Involves inserting thin needles into trigger points in muscles to relieve pain and tension.

Acupuncture: Sometimes incorporated for pain management and to promote healing.

Education and Counseling: Teaching patients about their condition, self-management strategies, and injury prevention techniques.

Pediatric Physiotherapy: Specialized therapy for children to address developmental, neurological, or orthopedic issues.

Cupping therapy: It is an ancient form of alternative medicine that involves placing cups on the skin to create suction. This suction can help improve blood flow, relieve pain, and promote healing.

Interferential therapy: It is a type of electrotherapy that is used to relieve pain and promote healing skin.

#physiotherapy #manual therapy #electro therapy #pain management

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realignchirophysio1 · 2 months ago

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The Benefits of Shockwave Therapy in Physiotherapy Treatment

Are you tired of living with chronic pain or dealing with nagging injuries that just won’t heal? Whether you’re struggling with tendonitis, plantar fasciitis, or lingering sports injuries, shockwave therapy could be the key to getting you back on track faster and more effectively than ever before.

What is Shockwave Therapy?

Shockwave therapy, or extracorporeal shock wave therapy (ESWT), involves sending high-energy acoustic waves to injured areas of the body. These waves stimulate the body’s natural healing mechanisms, increasing blood flow, reducing inflammation, and promoting tissue regeneration. Shockwave therapy is especially beneficial for conditions such as tendonitis, calcific tendinopathies, plantar fasciitis, and other musculoskeletal injuries that are resistant to conventional treatments.

How Does Shockwave Therapy Work?

The shockwave device generates pressure waves that travel through the skin and into the tissues. These waves trigger several beneficial effects, such as:

Improved Blood Circulation: Shockwaves stimulate the blood vessels, improving circulation to the injured area and helping to deliver oxygen and nutrients needed for tissue repair.

Collagen Stimulation: The therapy promotes collagen production, which is essential for tissue repair, particularly in tendons, ligaments, and muscles.

Breaking Down Calcifications: Shockwaves can help break down calcium deposits in tissues, which are common in conditions like calcific tendinopathy.

Reduced Inflammation: By stimulating the body’s healing processes, shockwave therapy helps reduce inflammation and alleviates pain.

The Benefits of Shockwave Therapy in Physiotherapy Treatment

1. Non-invasive and Drug-free Pain Relief

One of the most attractive benefits of shockwave therapy is that it is non-invasive. Unlike surgery, which requires recovery time and carries risks, shockwave therapy provides a non-surgical approach to healing. It also eliminates the need for medications, which can have side effects and lead to dependency. Shockwave therapy allows patients to manage chronic pain naturally, without relying on drugs or undergoing invasive procedures.

2. Effective for Chronic Conditions

Many people with chronic musculoskeletal conditions, such as tendonitis, plantar fasciitis, and calcific tendinopathy, often experience limited success with conventional treatments. Shockwave therapy has been shown to be highly effective in treating these stubborn conditions by addressing the root causes of pain and promoting healing at the cellular level. Studies have demonstrated that shockwave therapy significantly reduces pain and improves function in individuals with long-term musculoskeletal issues.

3. Accelerates Healing and Recovery Time

Shockwave therapy accelerates the body’s natural healing process. By improving circulation and stimulating tissue repair, it helps injuries heal faster. This is especially important for athletes or individuals who wish to return to their regular activities quickly. Shockwave therapy can significantly shorten recovery times, allowing patients to resume normal functions and sports with minimal downtime.

4. Promotes Tissue Regeneration

Shockwave therapy not only relieves pain but also actively promotes tissue regeneration. By stimulating the production of collagen, it encourages the healing of damaged tissues such as tendons, muscles, and ligaments. This regenerative effect helps to restore strength, flexibility, and mobility in the affected area. Whether you’re dealing with tendonitis or recovering from an injury, shockwave therapy helps to repair the underlying tissue and improve overall function.

5. A Safe Alternative to Surgery

Surgery can often be a last resort for patients suffering from musculoskeletal conditions, especially when conservative treatments have failed. Shockwave therapy offers a safe and effective alternative, helping to reduce the need for invasive procedures. For conditions like calcific tendinitis, where calcium deposits are causing pain, shockwave therapy can break down these deposits and alleviate discomfort without requiring surgery. In many cases, shockwave therapy can delay or even prevent the need for surgery.

6. Improves Mobility and Flexibility

In addition to relieving pain, shockwave therapy can improve the overall mobility and flexibility of the affected area. Conditions like frozen shoulder or Achilles tendinopathy can cause stiffness and limit movement, but shockwave therapy stimulates tissue healing and encourages a wider range of motion. As tissue health improves, so does mobility, helping patients return to activities like sports or everyday tasks without limitations.

7. Minimal Side Effects and Quick Recovery

One of the advantages of shockwave therapy is its minimal side effects. While mild discomfort or redness may occur after treatment, these are temporary and typically subside within hours. There is no significant downtime required, and patients can generally return to their normal activities immediately after treatment. The non-invasive nature of shockwave therapy makes it an attractive option for those looking to avoid long recovery periods associated with surgery.

8. Tailored to Individual Needs

Shockwave therapy can be customized to suit the specific needs of each patient. The intensity and duration of the shockwaves can be adjusted based on the severity of the condition and the patient’s response to treatment. This flexibility ensures that shockwave therapy can be optimized for maximum benefit, making it a highly effective treatment for a wide range of musculoskeletal conditions.

Conclusion

Shockwave therapy is a cutting-edge treatment that has proven to be effective for a wide range of musculoskeletal issues, offering benefits such as pain relief, faster healing, tissue regeneration, and improved mobility. Its non-invasive nature, combined with minimal side effects and the ability to accelerate recovery, makes it an ideal solution for those suffering from chronic conditions or injuries.

At Realign Chiro Physio, we are proud to offer shockwave therapy as part of our comprehensive physiotherapy treatment options. If you are dealing with chronic pain or a musculoskeletal injury and are looking for a safe, effective, and drug-free treatment, shockwave therapy may be the right choice for you. Contact us today to learn more about how shockwave therapy can help you recover and regain your quality of life.

#shockwave #langley #shockwave therapy

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