Two of the hell projects are being taken off my plate! So I can focus on the stuff that I'm good at! I am not used to managers like this.
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Jilli you completely deserve to have a manager who does not want you to run yourself into the ground.
I am not used to managers like this.
And yet that's what a manager should do.
yay for you Jilli
and I am sorry Anne
So, PT for your vagina is apparently totally a thing. Like, massage and stretching. For the vagina. Totally covered by insurance. And apparently rather commonplace. My brain is having trouble coping.
Job uncertainty is right up there on the list of major life stressors and so is getting married. You have a lot going on. It makes sense that you'd be anxious.
This. Don't stress about being stressed!
Yay, Jilli!
I'm thinking I'll take a pass on the vagina PT.
Ugh. Too much stress for wonderful people I like! It must stop now. Because I said so, dammit.
Much ease ~ma to everybody.
bonny, I saw what I assume is an account by one of your neighbors about the eviction of your other neighbor. It was interesting to read, knowing another perspective.
Yep. That's the one, smonster.
It's funny, though, how everyone has a opinion about how wrong that article is. As in, not nearly critical enough of the evicted neighbor.
I had no idea people disliked him as much as I did. Nor did I realize how disconnected from the community the author is. Oh sure, I know him pretty well and expect that he lives in his own head most of the time, but his lack of knowing or understanding this character boggles my mind.
Some think he went easy in the article out of kindness. I don't think so. He's nice enough, but no stranger to writing about pretty horrible things.
In any case, it's crazy to see our micro-local drama on the printed page.
So, PT for your vagina is apparently totally a thing. Like, massage and stretching. For the vagina.
You mean like kegel exercises? Or perineal massage to prepare for childbirth? I'm assuming that the woman or her partner do the massage and stretching, not the PT.
Not every woman has a partner.
So, PT for your vagina is apparently totally a thing. Like, massage and stretching. For the vagina. Totally covered by insurance. And apparently rather commonplace. My brain is having trouble coping.
Pelvic floor dysfunction is an actual medical condition, and fairly damn painful. Why wouldn't there be treatments for it? Why shouldn't insurance cover an actual medical condition, given that it covers other actual medical conditions that happen in other body parts? It's not a "happy ending" massage thing; it's actual PT.