When I pulled up to Barwis, I got my chair down from the chair topper and was ready to transfer into it but I just couldn’t. My legs felt too weak to stand so I called Elle and asked her to send someone out to help me. I told her that it didn’t matter who came out to help me because everyone there has helped me and if it was a new intern I would tell them how best to help me. Mike came out and pushed me in all the way to the front desk. I wanted to get a protein powder that supposedly would help me sleep through the night. They were out of the powder so I rolled back to the gym. I saw Alex and told him that I talked to the social studies teacher about him being from Georgia and asked if I spelled his name correctly on my blog. I spelled his name correctly but Georgie should have been Gorgi and it’s pronounced (Your-Gee). Apparently a teacher mispronounced it and he just went with it. I asked him if he speaks Russian and I thought that was pretty cool.
I asked him to say something in Russian and he asked why not Georgian because he speaks that too. TWO LANGUAGES?! Three with English! Too cool!!! I told him that from now on he can only speak Georgian. He did a little and it sounded SO COOL!!! Another guy was with him and I asked him his name and how to spell it. It was Kenny (he said it was like South Park). I asked if he was from Georgia also and he said that he was from Scotland and that he doesn’t have an accent. After talking to him for a while, I told him that he TOTALLY has an accent because he did!!! Then it was my time and Mike came to get me.
He pushed me to the blue table and it was turned the other way. He put me on it and I said that I didn’t like it. He ignored me and kneaded my calves so I said it again. He had me lay back and it felt weird so I said it another time. As he raised my feet up and bent my knees, I shot my arms straight out to either side. When the table is facing the other way, I am able to squeeze either side of the table with my hands hooked under the table. This seems to help me with the intensity of the stretch. But, this time I couldn’t because my arms were outstretched on the long side of the table so my hands couldn’t grab the underside of the table and I just grappled with a flat table so I started yelling, “I don’t like it!” as Mike stretched me. He had no response so I tried yelling it in Spanish, “No me gusta!” Nothing. So I went back to English. I must have said it so much and so loudly that he grabbed both of my ankles and spun me so my feet were hanging off the correct side. I hooked my hands on either side of the table and all was right in the world.
He folded my legs like I was sitting like a man and then hand me sit up while my legs were still folded, he offered me his hands while he braced my folded legs on his hips.. I could feel this stretch A LOT in my butt. It hurt so good. He had me lay back down and repeated the stretch with my legs folded the other way. Lastly, he had me sit with the BIG medicine ball between my knees for a long time. When we finished with that, he removed the ball and it felt like my legs were cracked open. I told him that he broke my lap and he chuckled. As he was stowing my chair, I told him to tell Alex and Kenny that I wish them the best and hope to see them again (they said they would be back but they we’re leaving Sunday) and he said, “Okay.” When he was done stowing the chair, I said that he wasn’t going to tell them and asked, “Are you?” He said, “No.” and shut the door.