“Well, is it a pull or a tear?” I asked Gen.
My sister had become a wife and a licensed doctor of Physical Therapy in the same week. I was putting her training to the test already to diagnose my dancing injury from the night before. Plus I was family, so the consultation was free.
“No bruising, it’s a little swollen. You probably just pulled it really bad,” Gen told me. Thank goodness. I couldn’t take time to have any kind of procedure. I have to get to Maine soon. I hoped. If not, I’d just keep on applying.
Hope for the best, but prepare for the worst, that’s what I always say. Continue reading
Jake Berent 