Self pain management is just like flat pack furniture – seems a great idea at the time….until reality hits.
Gotta love flat Pack – Cheap and cheerful, easy to get home, can do it yourself and save yourself heaps.
Then you’re half way in and wondering why the hell you didn’t save yourself the time, angst , heart ache, stress and get the ready and done for you version! Injury and pain management is just the same.
And we’ve all been there! And we all vow never to do it again. and yet we still do.
It must be like childbirth – after a certain period of time – we forget just how frustrating and time consuming and exactly WHY we vowed last time NEVER TO DO IT AGAIN – EVER!
I learnt very early on with my hubby – ( love ya to bits hubby!) – to stay the hell away. Don’t offer any advise, criticism, input, just make tea, get the tools and never ask to get flat pack again.
And yet we still go get the flat pack.
Because we think for some strange reason, that despite the fact we aren’t carpenters – we can do it.
And I don’t know about you but in my experience – and this goes for ANY person i have seen do flat pack self assembly – the process follows the same rough time line:
- you never count the right number of boxes out and have to go somewhere hellish to get the last one
- you need a forklift to do the two man lift they suggest
- you can’t ever fit it in the car – not without lots of gesticulating, choice words and blood and sweat
At this point I normally realise -this is gonna be a shit farce.
Getting home the chaos continues
- dad knows what he’s doing – doesn’t tell anyone – we’re telepathic
- boy kids think they know better
- boy kids try and take over
- boxes are torn, screws in bags go everywhere, anything in bags gets strewn everywhere
- my dining table has sharp stuff all over it as I haven’t gotten it ‘protected’ in time
- we don’t need instructions
- we start assembling
- we’ve lost key tools and screws
- we hunt for said tools and screws
- we’re half way assembled and it doesn’t look right
- we get the instructions
- Cue tea
- we realise we started up side down and have to take everything apart and start again
- we get someone else to read said instructions, then abandon them again
- we get shitty and cranky
- we start again
- we force things in to fit
- we’ve got bits left over – they can’t be important
- we damage said item but it’s OK – it will still function
- we vow through varying levels of volume frustration and curse at why its better to save money and go get flat pack when we can just go buy read assembled and get it delivered -pristine and in tact and placed where you want.
And yes we vow NEVER to do that again!
And this is exactly how I view people who try and manage their own bodies – it seems like a good idea at the time, but it’s never quite right, it’s cost a lot more time and energy then it should, you’ve had a few half hacked attempts at it, and ended up with something that’s got a few new dents and scratches that weren’t there before and which interfere with how you function.
And it’s just not right – needs constant tweaking, and tightening and levelling.
Your body should be high end – It should be that piece that you take pride in, that you wax with pride, show off, take compliments for, put out for all to see, and gets used because it will last.
Not the dodgy thing that you’re scared to put too much weight on because it may tip, or you have to open just so so it doesn’t fall apart with the daggy cloth over it to hide all the flaws!
So which resonates with you?
Which one are you – are you already high end and maintaining with wax and polish, or are you doing constant running repairs because everything is always falling apart?
When you decide you’re ready for high end – you know where we are!
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