So if you don't already know, earlier this year I had to go to physical therapy to correct a problem with
my hip. Alright, with *my hip*..yes, it makes me sound old! Damnit. Whatever, anyhoo, somehow my hip got out of alignment because I'm so amazingly flexible (ha!) and apparently that makes it easy for my hip to pop right out of place. Gross, right? It gets better. It actually got popped BACK into place, and then I had to do a bunch of exercises to strengthen the muscles around it and keep it there (on the plus side, PT was so much cheaper and more effective than a gym membership..the exercises WORK!).
Anyhoo, a few weeks back I was doing yard work, and I felt it go again (yes, I felt my hip go, laugh if you must). I couldn't get it back myself, so I had Sterling yank it back into place. It's exactly what it sounds like, he grabbed my ankle and jerked it. There was Pop! as it popped out and back into the right spot, followed by total relief... from me. Sterling looked like someone had just forced him to touch someone's insides. He all but threw my leg back at me, his eyes bugged out of his head, and he said, "THAT IS THE GROSSEST THING I'VE EVER SEEN/HEARD. IF THAT HAPPENS AGAIN, YOU NEED TO GO *BACK* TO THAT DR BECAUSE I AM NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN!"
So I did a quick run this morning, and slyly mentioned, "man, my hip's a little sore, I might need you to pop it for me". He didn't even blink, he just replied, "then you'd better tie a rope to your ankle and throw yourself out the window 'cause there's no way I'm doing that again", and left the room.
