#Different approach for physiotherapy

[surabhi07]

 Back on Your Feet: The Role of Physiotherapy in Lower Limb Injury Recovery

Injuries to the lower limbs can have a crippling effect on one's movement, independence, and general quality of life. However, people can regain strength, function, and confidence if they receive the proper rehabilitation care. A key component of this procedure is physiotherapy, which emphasizes active care to speed up recovery and ward off further injuries.

[wosospacegirl]

Top of the League, Bottom of the Class

Summary: Y/n’s got energy for days, jokes for every occasion, and zero patience for schoolwork. Too bad Alexia and Leah are determined to make her study, even during international break.

Warnings: Alexia is a bit...stern at the beginning, but I swear she softens up to our girl y/n!!

Word count: 7.4k

Notes: This was based on a request

Masterlist

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The sun was setting over Barcelona's training ground, it was late already–too late for a certain player to be on the pitch. But Y/n was there, happier than ever, with her headphones on while she trained some dribbling skills with one of the dummies.

The training had ended one hour ago, but some players were still at Barcelona’s training ground, although most of them were having physiotherapy sessions or late gym hours–meaning they were far away from the pitch, so there weren’t any chances Y/n would be caught.

Y/n had a whole thing planned out. After training, she took a shower in the changing room, talked a bit with Jana and Vicky before taking her gym bag and saying goodbye, walking through the door as she rambled about how much homework she had to do when she got home.

But when Jana and Vicky took a left in the corridors, Y/n told them she had forgotten her water bottle–again, so she had to go back and get it. Jana and Vicky watched as Y/n walked. The two girls had no idea that their friend was actually planning yet another training session on the pitch.

Although no one could know about Y/n’s late-night rendezvous, because she actually wasn’t allowed to stay in the training center past 6 pm, Barcelona’s team had created this rule because Y/n got so caught up training after-hours that she didn’t do her homework.

Y/n had to balance school, in between being professional players for Barcelona and England, but the girl couldn't care less about school.

Football was her life. It wasn’t just her passion; it was the one thing that made her feel truly alive. 

She was a star on the pitch, but when it came to school, she was a different story. Books? Boring. Homework? A waste of time. For her, the only subject that mattered was football.

Her grades were slipping…badly. The headmistress at her school had to call Barcelona’s office to talk about it because Y/n’s parents weren’t in the country, and she had no one to take care of

Of course, Barcelona thought it would be a good idea to assign someone to assist and look over Y/n. A normal club would have hired a teacher, or even a babysitter, but since Barcelona had this weird "Som una família" [we’re family] vibes, they assigned no one less than La Reina, Alexia Putellas herself, to be the one to help her with geometry homework.

At first, Y/n thought Alexia wouldn't take it seriously, maybe just to go to some parent-teacher meetings when necessary. But no, Alexia had made it one of her life responsibilities to get Y/n through math classes.

And that’s why she was hiding from Alexia now. She had told the captain that she was going home just before she met with Vicky and Jana. Alexia just nodded and kissed her on the cheeks as she–very weirdly–was the first to go home.

Y/n could easily fit in another hour or two of training before the center actually closed. What if she had history homework? Barcelona had a big game coming up, plus, international dates were just a few weeks away, and she had been called up to the senior squad again–she had to be in top shape.

So Y/n stayed on the pitch. Her headphones on. 

She flicked the ball between her feet to the rhythm of Young Hearts Run Free, lost in the music and movement. She didn’t even hear the footsteps approaching. She only noticed when…

Yank.

A sharp pain ran through her ear as her headphone was pulled out of her head.

"Ouch"! Y/n turned around, rubbing the sore spot. "What the fuck?! That’s child abuse–"

Her eyes found a very, very angry Alexia. Her throat felt dry, as if she couldn't speak.

She was in so much trouble.

Alexia was right in front of her, arms crossed, looking very unhappy. Her hair was down,  her make-up was done, and…wait. Was she wearing…a dress? Huh?

"Ale? What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing, nena," Alexia said sternly. "How many times have I told you to go straight home after training?"

Y/n looked down, playing with the ball on her feet, feeling her cheeks blushing for getting caught.

"I asked you a question," Alexia said– before kicking the ball from y/n’s feet, sending it rolling into the net.

Goal..yay?

"I just need to train more, Ale!" Y/n said exasperatedly, pointing towards the goal as if to prove her point. “International break is c–”

"International breaks do not matter if you fail school!" Alexia said. "You know you need to present a clean school report to play for the senior squad, right?"

"Yes, I know that," Y/n muttered. 

"It doesn't seem like you do," Alexia said, casually pulling her phone from her purse and holding it up to Y/n’s face.

Oh no, Y/n knew what that meant.

"You got a 2/10 on your biology test, and then a 3/10 on your math test," Alexia said. "First of all, why am I finding out about it through an email? Why didn't you tell me?

"Because you’d get mad at me just like you’re now!" Y/n shot back

"I'm not mad!" Alexia said, voice tight. "I'm disappointed."

Y/n froze and stared at Alexia.

Y/n felt a cold rush go through her body, setting a weight on her chest.

Disappointed? She could handle being yelled at. She could deal with Alexia being frustrated or angry. But disappointment? Y/n didn’t know what to do with this. It felt wrong.

"I make time on my schedule to help you study," Alexia said, her finger counting off each point. "I buy things you need for school projects, I read the same books you need to read for Spanish class to try and motivate you, and this is what I get in return? Slack?’

Y/n felt her eyes fill with tears. She tried to find something to say, but her usual funny and witty comments that would normally get her out of any serious situation were nowhere to be found.

Alexia was looking at her, her eyes and lips tight, her foot tapping on the grass restlessly. She missed the usual gentle and patient Alexia right now more than anything.

"I know you love football, Y/n, but this," Alexia pointed towards the pitch. "Is only a small part of what your life will look like in the future; you need to be ready for more."

Y/n swallowed hard, blinking rapidly, trying not to let Alexia see her tears, but she failed. She quickly wiped it away with the sleeve of her barça hoodie while looking away.

“You need school to move forward, you can be the very best players on the pitch, but if you don’t give the same effort off of it, you’re not going to make it very far,” Alexia’s voice softened just slightly.

Alexia’s words hung in the air as she watched the girl standing in front of her.

“Sorry,” Y/n said quietly, “I shouldn't have hid it from you.”

"Have I ever made you feel like you needed to hide things from me?" Alexia said, taking a step closer and placing her hand on Y/n’s shoulder as she leaned just slightly to be the same height as her eyes.

Y/n shook her head.

“Exactly," Alexia said,  putting a hand on Y/n’s shoulder. “This is the first time I’ve been stern with you, isn’t it?”

Y/n nodded, looking away.

“Will it be the last?” Alexia asked.

Y/n wished she could easily nod along without a second thought, but she also knew how much of a hard time she had with school. But still, she couldn't let it happen again, and couldn't let Alexia get this upset with her.

So she forced the word out. “Yes.”

“Okay, good,”  Alexia said. “Let's go. It's late.”

Without another word, Alexia turned toward the exit, and Y/n followed her.

They didn’t talk on the way out, but the silence wasn’t necessarily uncomfortable. 

The steady weight of Alexia’s hand on her shoulder, and the way she effortlessly picked up Y/n’s training bag and slung it over her own–it was enough.

Y/n didn’t need to hear the words to know that she was forgiven.

They walked through the car park, the night cold and the postlight brightening the way they made Alexia's black car.

Y/n was already thinking of what to expect from the car drive as she rubbed the sting on her ear from where Alexia had oh-so-graciously removed her headphones and tugged at her ear.

They would probably be in a quiet, awkward ride–just her and Alexia’s disappointing sight and, very occasionally, passive-aggressive grips on the steering wheel as Alexia made sure to put on the worst songs ever known to humankind.

Alexia had given Y/n a bunch of rides, so Y/n followed the usual routine of going to the passenger seat, but to her surprise, there was a woman sitting there,

One Y/n had never met. 

Y/n tilted her head, trying to think of every single player of every single women's team in La Liga. No, she wasn’t in any team. Then she thought of the staff of Barcelona… also no.

Yep, Y/n had no clue who this person was.

Y/n slowed her steps, eyebrows furrowing as she took in the unfamiliar woman sitting there. 

She was pretty. Dark hair, and soft features, a warm smile was on her lips as she watched Y/n and Alexia approaching.

Y/n stopped right outside the car, looking between her and Alexia with suspicion. "Uh, Ale? Who is this?"

Alexia sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as if already exhausted by the interrogation she knew was coming.

"Y/n, this is Olga. Olga, this is Y/n." Alexia said simply. "You go there," Alexia pointed at the back seat.

Olga turned fully in her seat, extending a hand out the window.

"So you’re the famous nena, huh?" Olga said, smiling genuinely. "Alexia talked a lot about you."

"Oh yeah? She did?" Y/n shook her head before immediately nodding. "I like you already… Olga."

She pulled open the back door and climbed in as Alexia slid into the driver’s seat.

Silence settled over the car as Alexia started driving. Y/n had expected her to be better at small talk, but apparently, she wasn’t.

"So…" Y/n leaned forward, poking her head between the front seats. "Who even are you, Olga?"

"Get back to your seat and put on your seat belt," Alexia said sharply. "And…we were having dinner."

"Having dinner?" Y/n asked.

"Sí"

"Where?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes."

"It’s that Italian place near Carrer de Pàdua," Olga finally explained, noticing how Alexia seemed to only give the young girl vague answers. "It’s great!"

"Wait–did you guys go to L'Italiano Perso?" Y/n asked

"Sí," Alexia said again. "We were on a date–"

Y/n’s eyes widened. "Wait. What?" She stopped buckling herself up, being too shocked by Alexia’s revelation.

"A date, Y/n," Alexia said in exasperation, a heavy voice. "You know, when two people who like each other go out…u might not know much about it, but–"

"Since when do you date?!" Y/n interrupted. "And excuse me? I go on plenty of dates! Thank you!"

"Drop it." Alexia sought, tying her hands around the wheel, Y/n could even see the blush of her cheeks

"Oh bloody hell!" Y/n exposed, putting her hand on her own cheeks. "Does your mom know about it? Your sister?"

"If you don’t shut up, I’m stopping at the England embassy to have you deported," Alexia said, deadpanned.

"Ok, that was rude," Y/n said, finishing buckling her seatbelt and leaning her back into her seat. "I can think of a few English people who would love to have me back."

"Let’s get you back to then, maybe this way I can have a proper date once"

The drive was mostly silent after that, Y/n noticed that Alexia's awful music taste was replaced by cool, modern songs. After a few minutes thinking why Y/n saw that it was Olga’s Spotify that was connected to Alexia's car.

Hm. Good piece of information. 

That meant that it wasn’t their first date…

Wait. Fuck

Y/n’s stomach sank.  Alexia was on a date. 

A date that she had to interrupt because of Y/n's stupid irresponsibility

“Oh no!” Y/n said.

“Oh no?” Olga turned to look at her, and then at Alexia, as if the blonde could decipher everything that came out of Y/n’s mouth. “What happened?”

“I ruined your date.” Y/n’s eyes widened. “I'm so sorry, Ale!”

“Nena," she sighed as she held the wheel with one hand and rubbed her temples with the other. “You didn’t ruin anything, don’t worry.”

“No, seriously, I totally ruined your date." Y/n looked between them, horrified. “That’s why you look… so put together all of a sudden! That’s why you were in a dress! I thought that was weird! I’m so–”

“Y/n." Alexia’s voice was sharp, a blush growing into her neck as she avoided making eye contact with Olga, who was biting down a laugh. “Shut. Up.”

Y/n pouted. “But did I really ruin it?”

Alexia sighed. “We were having dinner, and then I got that email about your grades, and I got mad. So I drove to your house, and when you weren’t there, I knew exactly where you’d be.”

"Uh…oops?." Y/n cringed.

Y/n realised she could never be captain. Imagine being on a date and receiving an email from a kid–that wasn’t even your kid– saying they went bad on a test about cell division and having to drop everything to go look for them? Nope.

Olga turned in her seat again, resting her chin on her palm as she looked at Y/n. “You know, if you wanted to sabotage Alexia’s love life, there are easier ways.”

Y/n quickly caught Olga’s teasing tone and smiled at her.

"I wasn’t trying to sabotage, I was just training, I swear!" Y/n laughed, loving watching how Alexia’s eyes rolled.

"Instead of doing your homework," Alexia added, making a U-turn.

Y/n groaned, dramatically. "I get it, I get it, I’m a disappointment, bla bla bla"

"You’re not a disappointment," Alexia rolled her eyes. "Stop being dramatic, you’re just–"

“An academic disaster?” Y/n offered an awkward smile on her face.

“A headache.” Alexia finished.

“You two are fun," Olga said, placing a hand on Alexis's thigh. "It makes me laugh.”

Y/n grinned. "Does that mean I can be the third wheel all the time?"

"No," Alexia said

"We’ll see," Olga said at the same time, winking at Y/n.

Y/n sat up quickly, having a bright idea. "Well, if that’s how it’s gonna be, I might as well ask… Olga, do you know anything about mitosis and meiosis? I’ve got a test coming up..."

Alexia immediately shot a glare at her. "Y/n, no. Stop bothering Olga."

Y/n put her hands up defensively. "Hey, I’m just trying to help my education!"

"Maybe you should help yourself first," Alexia mumbled.

"You know, you should listen to your captain before she strangles you," Olga said, laughing. 

Y/n watched as Alexia smirked at Olga…Smirked!

"Okay, ew!" Y/n said, "Was that…flirting? Please stop the car so I can throw up."

"Oh Déu meu, nena, calla!" Alexia snapped.

Y/n squinted her eyes. "I have no idea what you just said, Alexia, but I bet it was rude!".

But then, Y/n noticed something strange.

Y/n leaned forward, confusion in her eyes. "Wait a minute...why aren’t you driving me home?"

"I’m going to school with you tomorrow," Alexia said casually, as if it wasn’t a big deal at all. "It’s easier if you sleep at mine, I’ll drop by your house in the morning so you can get your school bag and then we can head out from the..."

Y/n raised her eyebrows. "What? Why are you going to school with me?"

“They want to talk about your grades and about the next international break –you’ll be three weeks out of school, they want to see how we can organize your school work.”

"Okay, but they can talk to me about it," Y/n said. "Why do they want you there

"Why do they want me there? Nena, did I  give you an earful for nothing?" Alexia glanced at her, impatience in her voice. "I’m responsible for you! They want to make sure you’ll have an actual adult looking out for your education."

"So you’re coming with me—" Y/n said carefully.  "Like, as a parent?"

"Sí," Alexia replied, completely unfazed. 

"Oh, come on, Ale! This is so embarrassing!"Y/n threw herself back into her seat, groaning. "Don’t you have training or something better to do?"

"Sí, I do actually," Alexia simply said. “And I’ll be very happy at training tomorrow if I didn’t have to go talk to the headmistress, but since someone needs to keep an eye on you, I’ll be the one to do it."

Alexia paused for a second, then added, "Also, you’re benched for the next two games."

"What? No!" Y/n yelled.

"Sí."

"You can’t do that!"

Alexia turned to her with a calm expression. "I just did, nena.”

Y/n ran her hands through her face dramatically. “You’re ruining my career, forever.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Alexia waved off with one hand. “You’ll survive.”

“I don’t think I will.”

“We’ll see that.”

Y/n groaned again and rolled her eyes.

"You beware, Olga," Y/n mumbled, crossing her arms and looking out of the window. "She’s always this pain in the a–"

"You just won yourself another game on the bench," Alexia said. “Wow, that’s got to be a new personal record, huh?”

Looked at Alexia through the rearview mirror, indignation on her face. 

Olga raised her eyebrows, biting back a grin as she watched Y/n’s reaction. She gave her leg a light pat, offering no real support.

"Oh, rough amiga, but maybe you can study a bit while you’re on the sideline."

"You know what, Olga," Y/n said with a betrayed look in her eyes. "I don’t like you anymore."

..

When they finally reached Alexia’s house, Y/n was determined to get back at Alexia for being so… she wasn't actually sure. A responsible adult?A good guardian? It didn’t matter the reasoning, she just wanted to annoy Alexia.

But now, after meeting Olga, Y/n realized there were even better and more efficient ways to annoy Alexia.

As they stepped inside, Y/n noticed how familiar Olga seemed with the place, so she couldn’t help but smirk, and she formulated a plan.

"It’s your first time here?" Y/n asked, casually tossing her gym bag by the door.

"Nena," Alexia warned, making sure Y/n knew Alexia was very aware of what she was doing.

"Oh, no," Olga said, flashing Y/n a smile. "I’ve been here before… You know, movie nights and stuff like that."

"Oh yeah," Y/n said, dragging out the words with insinuation. "Movie night, I get it," she winked at Olga.

"So where am I sleeping?" Y/n asked, changing her attention from Olga to Alexia.

"Guest room."

"But you only have one guest room!" Y/n protested, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah? And?" Alexia shrugged, her tone casual. "You’re only one person."

"But where’s Olga sleeping?" Y/n pressed, leaning in with a teasing grin.

"In my room," Alexia replied nonchalantly, trying not to make a big deal about it so Y/n wouldn’t make a big deal about it. 

But of course, Alexia was wrong.

Y/n shot a playful glance at Olga, eyes glinting with mischief. "Oh, okay," she said, her voice dripping with playful sarcasm. "Well, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone then…don’t wanna get in the way of more than just the date, you know."

Olga bit back a laugh, but Alexia turned to Y/n with a look that could kill.

"Go. Now." Alexia pointed toward the stairs. "And do all your homework for tomorrow. I’ll check in during breakfast."

All the playfulness drained from Y/n’s face.

"All my homework?” Y/n whined, “It’s a lot of stuff and it’s late already!”

"Should’ve thought of that before sneaking out to the pitch," Alexia said, her voice emotionless.

Y/n groaned dramatically. "I hate you."

"Yeah, yeah. It’s part of the job," Alexia said, waving her off like it was nothing. "Now go."

..

Y/n did what Alexia asked of her, or at least…she tried.

She had to do homework for basically every subject because she didn’t get any work done during the week, so it was all piling up. She grabbed Alexia’s notebook from her room before accessing her school website and logging in to see every assignment and reading she had to do, and it was a lot.

She began her while lying on the bed, reading slide presentations and watching some YouTube videos about the subjects. It helped a little, but everything was still so blurry in her head.

Why did she have to learn geometry? Or learn about the deep history of every country in Europe? 

The girl groaned and closed the notebook, putting it aside.

She was dumb. That's what it was.

Y/n was always the slowest in class, the last kid to learn how to read or to spell, the one you absolutely didn't go to if you had questions about school work. Y/ns teachers also made sure she knew how bad she was compared to other students.

She felt inferior and worthless whenever she was in school. But when she was on the pitch? She was good–one of the best, even!

That’s why she didn't like to do homework, it reminded her how much harder she had to work compared to others just to get a 6/10.

Y/n rolled her eyes and turned around, she turned around a lot before she was actually able to fall asleep.

..

Y/n woke up to the sound of her phone ringing and vibrating aggressively under her pillow. She barely had time to process what was happening, and she looked at the screen on the phone, confused, reading the name Leah Williamson.

She sighed and rubbed her eyes, knowing exactly why Leah was calling. She had barely survived Alexia’s lecture, and now she is going to have to hear through another one.

With a deep breath, Y/n clicked the green button on the screen. "If this is about the email, I–"

"What email?" Leah's voice came on, slightly confused.

"Hmm… this isn’t about the email?"

"No, this is about you not doing your homework–according to Alexia" There was a pause. "Should I be checking my email too?"

Y/n cursed under her breath before replying. "No! No email. Forget I said that…I just woke up, so I must have, hm, dreamed about…emails"

"Uhum,” Leah said sarcastically. "I’ll be asking Alexia about that later…Now tell me what the hell is going on with you? Sneaking to the pitch? Really?"

Y/n winced. "Leah, I’ve already talked to Alexia about it, I don’t need you too–"

"Yes, you do need me to talk to you because it seems like you think you’re your own person, but you are only sixteen.”

“Leah!” Y/n groaned.

"No, Y/n. You don’t get to complain. You promised you’d take school seriously." Leah said, and Y/n quickly remembered the numerous times Leah had also lectured her about it during camp. "And don’t try the ‘football is all I need’ argument, because you and I both know that’s not true."

Y/n pressed her lips together, knowing full well she wouldn’t win this one. She kept quiet, scared to say the wrong thing and make Leah even more mad.

"I’m serious, Y/n. You need to get your act together. Alexia’s worried!" Leah said. "She told me it wasn't the first time that you played football instead of studying! You need to learn your responsibilities."

Y/n muttered something that Leah couldn't understand..

"What was that?" Leah asked

"I said that Alexia is a snitch."

"She’s a snitch because you didn't tell me first," Leah said. "But since I need to have the Alexia Putellas on my phone giving me updates about your school life, we both decided to do things in our own way."

Y/n gulped, scared of whatever Alexia and Leah had planned together

"You can expect a lot, and I mean a lot of textbooks in your room when you get to camp," Leah said. "I’ll keep a close eye on you here in England, and Alexia will do the same when you’re in Barcelona; we won’t let you keep this on."

"Serious kid," Leah continued. "You moved to Spain on your own at sixteen, you have your own house, you’re talented, but you refuse to do a few math exercises? Come on, mate"

"I’m sorry," Y/n muttered. "I’ll be better, I’m just…"

"What?" Leah asked, her voice softer now.

"I'm dumb, okay!" Y/n blurted out before she could stop herself. "I don’t get things quickly, and it just—it doesn’t stick like it does with other people."

"Hey, don’t say that," Leah cut in, her voice sharp with concern. "Struggling with school doesn’t make you dumb, you’re smart, kid. You wouldn’t be where you are if you weren't."

"It doesn't seem like that most of the time," y/n said in a low voice.

"You might not see it," Leah said. "But the people around you certainly do, that’s why we keep pushing you, we know you can do much better."

"Look, I have to go," Y/n sighed. "Alexia apparently has to go to school with me today."

"Okay, kid, we’ll talk later, then," Leah said. "Good luck with that! Love you, bye!"

"Love you too," y/n said before she hung up the phone and put it aside.

Y/n rubbed the sleep off of her eyes, and that’s when she heard the door crack open.

"You’re not dumb, nena," Alexia said, firm but gentle.

Y/n’s head snapped up. "Ale! Were you…eavesdropping on my conversation?"

"Sí," Alexia replied without hesitation, crossing her arms. "You’re loud, and I was coming to tell you breakfast is ready."

Y/n groaned, sinking further into her seat. "Unbelievable."

Alexia didn’t waver. She leaned forward slightly, her expression serious. "Cariño, listen to me. You are not dumb. Don’t ever say that again, do you understand?"

Y/n hesitated, biting the inside of her cheek. "I just have a really hard time with…school.”

“Then we’ll get you help,” Alexia sighed, stepping closer to Y/n and sitting on the bed by her side. “But first you need to try, you can’t give up like that.”

“We’ll figure it out, sí?” Alexia continued. “I’ll talk to your teachers today, and we’ll think of something.

Y/n nodded, a little more reassured. "Okay."

“Girls!” y/n heard Olga calling from downstairs. “Your breakfast is getting cold!”

“Breakfast, huh?” Y/n nudged Alexia with her shoulder. “Should I get used to seeing Olga around?”

Alexia rolled her eyes, ignoring Y/n and extending her hand, palm open. 

“Let me see your homework.”

“Oh come on, mate!”

..

When Alexia said she'd find Y/n some help, she really wasn’t joking.

She had created a whole schedule that balanced football, school, and dedicated study time. She even printed it out and made Y/n hang it in her room, so she’d always know what her day looked like.

Since she was a student-athlete, she only attended school for half the day, doing the rest online. Her schedule was packed—morning classes, lunch, training, online lessons, more training, and homework. That last part? She used to skip it. But now, with Alexia’s plan written out for her, she actually stuck to it.

At first, Y/n thought she’d hate it. That she'd never get used to it. But having a routine was so much easier than doing whatever came to her mind. Plus, her schedule included team study nights, and those turned out to be some of the most fun days of the week.

“I don’t get it,” Aitana said, holding her biology book close to her face, eyes squinted. “It looks so weird.”

Pina turned the book, which was upside down– for her. “Maybe this way is better.”

“No,” Aitana shook her head. “Still weird.”

Y/n was in the middle of writing an essay when their conversation caught her attention. She looked up and scooted close to Aitana and Pina.

“What are you guys looking at?” Y/n asked.

“This,” Aitana said, pointing at the page.

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows “Oh, that’s how the replication of DNA goes.” Y/n said casually, coming back to her work. “You know, double string, DNA polymerase, nucleic acids.”

There was silence.

“And since when did you know that?” Pina finally asked.

Y/n shrugged, getting back at her assay. “Just do.”

“Oh,” Aitana muttered, back to the books. “Alexia is for sure going to love that.”

“Please make sure to tell her,” Y/n sighed dramatically.  “So she can take me off the bench already,” 

..

Y/n had just finished a painfully online lesson when her phone rang. She barely glanced at the screen before answering.

“What?”

“Hello to you too, sunshine,” Leah's dry voice came through.

“I’m busy,” Y/m said, taking the pencil she was holding off of her mouth before taking a new textbook and putting it on her study table.

“Too busy for your favorite captain?” Leah teased.

“Oh, I didn’t know this was Alexia,” Y/n said, teasing Leah back;

“You’re awful.”

“Not as awful as school,” Y/n groaned, letting her head fall on the open textbook.

“That bad?” Leah hummed.

“I had to write a whole page about the First Carlist War, it took like an hour!”

“Wow, a whole page,” Leah snorted. “I’m impressed you survived that.”

“You said that because you aren’t the one having to write about dead people after an excruciating training session.”

“Yeah, if you actually did your work, maybe Alexia wouldn’t have to babysit you and make that schedule.”

“She doesn’t babysit me!” Y/n scowled. Offended. “I still live alone and-”

“Oh really?” Leah interrupted. “Then what’s that piece of paper in your room that tells you exactly when to eat, sleep, study… breathe.”

“It’s a routine, Leah.”

“Yeah, routines are like fancy for babysitting teens,” Leah said. “But seriously, though, I'm happy you're actually following it, keep it up.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Y/n huffed, but her lips twitched in a small smile “Don't worry.”

“Okay, kid, gotta go now,” Leah said. “I’m looking forward to your thrilling Carlist War facts when you get to camp next week.”

“Oh, I’ll make sure you listen to them,” Y/n shot back, but it sounded more like a dare.

..

“Are you really sure this is a healthy way of studying?” Salma asked, eying the situation with doubt.

When Y/n had called her, Vick and Jana to her flat for a ‘Girl’s Night’, a Don Quixote quiz wasn’t something she was expecting.

“It seems like fun to me,” Vick said with a grin. “Go on, Salma, ask her already.”

Salma sighed but turned to Y/n, while Jana stood next to her, holding a pillow threateningly close to Y/n’s face. “Alright—why is the narrator of Don Quixote so different when compared to other books?”

Y/n groaned, “Ugh– okay! The narrator is different because the author itself is the one telling the story. But he, uh, kind of switches styles to first person sometimes to give some insight about the story, so it’s like he’s the narrator and a character,” she said quickly, squeezing her eyes shut, waiting for the impact,

Silence.

“Oh, come on,” Vick said, disappointed, glancing down at the little card in Salma‘s hand .“She’s right.”

Jana lowered the pillow dramatically. “Salma! Ask harder questions!”

“You guys are supposed to be helping me study for my literature test, not trying to beat me up with a pillow!” Y/n complained. “Give me some credit here!”

Salma flipped through the flashcards. “Okay, fine…Um, what does the character Dulcinea mean to the story?”

Y/n widened her eyes and opened her mouth. “Oh, hm, it’s like–”

Whack.

Jana didn't even wait for Y/n to say anything before hitting her on the face–hard.

“Jana!” Y/n complained, shoving the pillow away from her face and rubbing at the sore spot on her nose. “I knew that one! She exemplifies the emptiness behind Don quixote's quest for valor and virtue or some shit like that!.”

Salma hesitantly checked on her notes. “–Hm, yeah, she’s right.”

“See!” y/n said, pointing accusingly at Jana. “I was right, you shouldn't have hit me.”

“Oh, she should have hit you harder for being such a nerd,” Vicky mumbled

“Ok, that’s bullying,” Y/n said. “I'll report you to Aitana.”

...

A week later, Alexia stood with Y/n at the airport, arms crossed as she eyed her sternly. “Do your homework, Y/n. I’m serious. And if you have trouble, FaceTime me and we’ll do it together.”

Y/n raised an eyebrow. "Last time you tried to help me, you didn’t understand it either.”

Alexia rolled her eyes. "Yeah, whatever. Olga helped you, though, so FaceTime her if you need to."

"You’re just trying to find reasons for me to interact with Olga because we’re like.. your favourite people in the world," Y/n smirked. 

Alexia ignored the comment and continued, “And I’ll call Leah to make sure you’re keeping up with everything we agreed on.”

"Great. Two captains breathing down my neck. Love that for me." Y/n groaned, throwing her head back dramatically.

"You’ll survive, cariño,” Alexia smirked. “Now go before you miss your flight.

..

Y/n was a smart girl, so she made sure to finish most of her homework on the flight to England. That way, when she got to camp, she wouldn’t have to stress over schoolwork too much.

“Hey,” Aggie and Grace greeted as they walked into the room.

The three of them were sharing a room at camp, though Aggie had seriously considered complaining about it. 

Every night, Y/n sprawled herself and a ridiculous number of books and notebooks across the floor, creeping very closely to Aggie’s side of the room.

“Wanna go out with us?” Aggie asked, leaning in the doorway. “We’re all heading to that restaurant we talked about.”

Y/n immediately looked up from her book, grinning as she pushed herself up, kicking her books aside. “Yes! You know I’ll never turn down a night out–”

“Have you done your math homework?”

The voice came from behind Aggie and Grace. Both girls instinctively stepped aside.

Leah.

Y/n’s excitement disappeared in seconds. Her shoulders dropped, and her grin turned into a frown. “Le, come on! It’s halfway done. I’ll finish it when I get back.”

“No,” Leah said simply. “You finish it first, then you go out.”

There was no room for argument. Leah was already disappearing down the hallway before Y/n could even think of an excuse.

“I hate this.” Y/n groaned dramatically as she flopped onto Aggie’s bed, ignoring the judgment of the girl's eyes. “I hate school. I hate math. I hate Leah.”

“I think she’s still in the hallway,” Grace whispered.

“It’s alright,” Y/n groaned, “she knows how I feel.”

Y/n mourned her lost night out for a short thirty seconds before she had a brilliant idea. She turned around on the bed, facing the girls, her best puppy dog eyes on her face as she silently pleaded for help.

Grace and Aggie exchanged a look. They both sighted, already regretting it.

“Okay, fine,” Grace said. “We’ll help you finish it faster.”

Y/n happily got off the bed and picked up the math book she had so dramatically kicked under the bed earlier. She flipped to the exercises page and showed it to them.

Both Grace and Aggie squinted their eyes.

“Wait,” Aggia frowned, looking at it closer. “What is this? Where are the–numbers?”

“It’s algebra,” Y/n muttered. “It only has letters.”

“How are we supposed to calculate anything if it doesn't have any number?” Grace asked, despair on her face.

“I'm so not going out tonight,” Y/n said hopelessly.

“I mean..” Aggie began hesitantly. “What’s the worst that could happen if you just…didn’t do it?”

“Yeah,” Grace nodded. “It’s not like Leah would, I don’t know…punch you or anything.”

Y/n went still, but then, with a slow and heavy sigh, she closed the textbook, looking at the wall, as if she was staring into the void. “She’d do something much worse than punching me.”

Aggie and Grace shared another nervous glance. “Like–?” Aggie asked.

“She’d tell Alexia,” Y/n said, eyes full of dread.

“Oh,” Grace paled.

“Yep,” Y/n nodded. “And Alexia would definitely make me do some boxing classes with her just so she could punch me in a non-illegal way.”

Aggie swallowed. “Alright,” she said, trying to shake her fear. “Let’s, hm, do some…math.”

Y/n smiled. “That’s what I thought.”

Algebra wasn't easy. At all.

Aggie, Grace and Y/n tried very hard, but they took 30 minutes to do one exercise–and they weren’t even sure if it was right.

“This isn’t working,” Y/n groaned, staring down at the ruined page in front of her. The paper was ripped in half from how many times she had erased her answer. “We need another plan.”

“I know what we could do, actually,” Aggie announced.

Y/n and Grace perked up. “What?”  Y/n asked hopefully.

“Lucy,” Aggie said in a lower voice, leaning in. “She could do that in like… 20 minutes”.

Y/n blinked. “Lucy?”

“And since when does Lucy know anything about algebra?” Grace frowned.

“She doesn’t,” Aggie admitted. “But we don’t need her knowledge. We need her personality.”

“You better not make me regret it,” Y/n said, “If Leah knows about it I'm gonna be screwed.”

“Relax, leave it out to me.” Aggia waved a hand dismissively.

With that, Aggie confidently grabbed the textbook and walked out of the room, leaving Y/n and Grace apprehensive.

Half an hour had passed before Aggie finally walked back in, holding the textbook as if she had just stolen it somewhere.

“I did it,” Aggie announced happily.

Grace and Y/n got out of the bed they were sitting on. “No way,” Grace murmured.

“How the fuck did she do that?” Y/n asked, snatching the book from Aggie’s hand, flipping the pages in disbelief.

“She did them all?” Grace asked, peeking behind Y/n’s shoulder.

All forty exercises. All done.

In Y/n’s defense, she had made twenty-five of them before Aggie and Grace had come to the room, so technically Lucy didn’t do all the homework for her– Lucy just… helped.

“What did you do, Aggie?” Y/n asked, mouth slightly open from the surprise.

“I dared her,” Aggie said, shrugging casually.

“You…dared her?” Grace asked.

“Yep! Knocked into her room and said I dared she could do those,” Aggie pointed at the book with her chin. “Lucy’s very competitive, so of course she said yes without asking any questions–she just snatched the book out of my hand and went to work.”

“Oh wow,” Y/n Grace.

“You’re like an evil genius,” Y/n said, shaking her head in amazement.

Y/n sat back, flipping through the pages in awe. “Lucy actually did it. Oh. My. God.”

“Oh, yeah,” Aggie said casually. “And then she asked if there were more.”

Y/n and Grace exchanged wide-eyed glances.

“We have got to use this against her more often,” Y/n muttered. “I feel like we just discovered a gold mine.”

“Exactly,” Aggie smirked. “Now let’s get ready, we have a night out waiting for us.”

..

The rest of the camp was unfazed. Y/n actually did all of her homework–by herself–and she didn’t even have to ask Lucy to do it. A true miracle.

It was safe to say Y/n was learning something.

Leah and Alexia were proud of her–even though, technically, she hadn’t mentioned the whole algebra episode to either of them. 

But it only happened once…It wasn’t like they were going to find out.

She just needed to make sure Lucy would stay away from Leah, or else she would be dead.

Literally dead. Gone.

Football would lose one of ot’s brightest stars.

..

The flight back home was good. 

Y/n actually enjoyed her flight this time because she had no school work to do, a feeling she hadn’t felt in weeks. And the best part? Coming back to Barcelona after winning four games during the international break.

That feeling was great. But not having to take a cab home because Alexia was waiting at the airport for her was even better.

When Y/n spotted the blonde before waving and grinning. She ran to her and practically crashed into Alexia’s arm, her suitcase rolled somewhere behind her.

“I see you missed me,” Alexia teased, wrapping the girl in a hug.

“No, I didn’t,” Y/n mumbled, her face buried in Alexia’s hoodie.

Y/n loved England. It was her home–the place where she grew up, where her real family lived. It reminded her of her childhood, of play dates with her cousin and road trips with her parents.

But Spain was hers. The place she chose, surrounded by people she picked. It was different 

“Leah told me you were actually good,” Alexia murmured. “Did everything, didn’t skip any online school.” 

Alexia and Y/n walked through the airport.

“Yeah! What can I do? I’m actually smart when I want to be,” Y/n smiled..

Alexia hummed, but this time with a hint of amusement.

“So you imagine my surprise,” Alexia continued casually. “When Lucy texted me–something she hadn't done since she left Barcelona–saying she wanted to do more of your ‘exercises’, that they were cool.”

Y/n froze.

She felt her blood run cold, and she suddenly stopped. Alesia took two steps before realizing Y/n wasn’t by her side.

Alexia turned to look at her, eyebrow raised.

Fuck you Lucy, Texting Alexia? About algebra exercises?

“I, hm– well” Y/n’s brain short-circuited. “I can explain it?”

Alexia just stared.

Y/n’s mouth opened and closed. “So, technically, I did do my algebra homework.”

Alexia gave her an unimpressed, tired look.

“Like… twenty-five of them to be more exact.”

Silence.

“Which is most of them.” Y/n continued. “So you can’t be mad at me for that.”

“Does Leah know about it?” Alexia asked.

“Yes.”

Silence again

Alexia hummed and picked up her phone from her pocket. “So if I just called her right now and asked–”

“No!” Y/n blurted out, taking the phone from Alexia’s hand, “I mean–why bother her? She’s a busy woman! Euro winner and all, let’s not waste her time with…math.”

Alexia breathed through her nose, shaking her head as she calmed down. Then, the tiniest smirk appeared on her face.

Y/n was scared of what was coming.

“You’re helping clean the training center for a month.”

“No!” Y/n said dramatically.

“Sí

“Ale! Are you serious?”

“I am serious.”

“A whole month?!” Y/n rubbed her hands through her face.

“Sí.”

“Even the locker rooms?” 

“Especially the locker rooms, nena”

Y/n groaned and dragged her feet after Alexia.

“Will you tell Leah?” Y/n asked, her voice small, hoping it would make Alexia go softer.

Alexia paused for half a second–just enough to give Y/n hope. But then Alexia turned around, an annoyingly fond look on her face.

“That depends,” Alexia said. “Will you start taking your academic responsibilities more seriously?”

Y/n placed a finger on her chin, looking up. “Hmm…define ‘seriously’ first.”

Alexia sighed, already regretting giving the girl any choice.

..

Please let me know what u guys think!! Hope you liked it!!!

Masterlist

[hrtwayne]

Picture You | Leah Williamson

Pairing: Leah Williamson x Physiotherapist!Reader

Summary: Where Leah ends up kissing the team's physiotherapist.

Note: English is not my first language!

Warning: Mention of flirting and a possible kiss!

Masterlist | Women's Football Masterlist

Leah, one of the most renowned defenders in English football, had just arrived at Arsenal's training center. After a relatively intense season with tougher training sessions, she began to feel a constant discomfort in her thigh. As usual, she decided to ignore the pain at first, believing it was just muscle fatigue. However, after a few more days of discomfort, it became unavoidable. Leah found herself heading to the physiotherapy room.

Y/n, a renowned physiotherapist known both nationally and internationally in the sports scene, was in the room finishing up with Alessia, who had complained of a slight ankle pain after stepping wrong during training.

"Lessi, don’t worry, your ankle isn’t swollen. Just apply a compress before bed and avoid straining it tomorrow," Y/n explained, applying gentle pressure to the area to relieve the tension.

Alessia nodded, trusting Y/n's advice, and soon left, leaving the physiotherapist alone in the room. Y/n began organizing her things, preparing to wrap up her workday.

It was at that moment that Leah appeared at the door, the pain in her thigh becoming harder to ignore. She had always found the way Y/n conducted her work intriguing. The physiotherapist was competent and extremely methodical, but also had a seriousness that intrigued Leah. Perhaps it was this combination of competence and coolness that made Leah throw out her cheap flirtations every chance she got.

"Good afternoon, doctor. Are you heading out already?" Leah asked, her tone slightly softer than usual.

Y/n, who was already facing away, organizing her work bag, took a deep breath before turning to face the player. Leah, with her usual relaxed posture, made Y/n feel something different—a mix of irritation and interest.

"Do you need something?" Y/n asked, her voice calm but with a hint of impatience.

"I’ve been feeling some discomfort in my thigh during training. I think you should take a look," Leah replied, a slight smile on her face.

"Alright, take a seat over there," Y/n said, pointing to the examination table while finishing organizing her materials.

Leah quickly obeyed, her heart beating a little faster than usual as she watched the physiotherapist approach. She lay down on the table, waiting for the evaluation to begin. Y/n, always focused, began lightly touching Leah’s thigh, trying to identify the source of the pain.

"Is this thigh pain something recurring?" Y/n asked, her analytical gaze fixed on the area as she applied gentle pressure.

Leah took a deep breath, feeling the cool, precise touch of the physiotherapist’s fingers on her warm skin. Her mind began to wander.

"It’s been a few days, but I thought it was just fatigue from training," Leah replied, trying not to get distracted by Y/n’s proximity.

Y/n’s touch was firm and professional, but something about the way her fingers moved over Leah’s skin made the defender’s body react in ways she didn’t expect. Each press, each calculated movement seemed to provoke more than just a physical response—something deeper was stirring within her.

"Does it hurt here?" Y/n asked, gently squeezing a specific part of Leah’s thigh.

"A little, but it’s bearable," Leah murmured, her eyes fixed on the physiotherapist’s, feeling a silent connection forming.

Y/n continued the examination, applying a cold gel to Leah’s thigh to reduce inflammation. She began massaging the area with precise movements while explaining the procedure.

"It seems to be due to muscle overload, probably from the accumulation of intense matches and training sessions. I’ll recommend a painkiller and cold compresses to reduce the pain, and, of course, some rest," Y/n said, but soon noticed that Leah was distracted, her eyes fixed on her.

You weren’t paying attention to what I said, were you?" Y/n asked, her voice carrying a mix of playfulness and seriousness.

Leah blinked, snapping back to reality, and smirked, not hiding her charm.

"I was listening, doctor, but... I can’t focus much when you’re this close," Leah replied, her tone bold.

Y/n shook her head, unable to hold back a small smile. She knew Leah had this provocative side, but she also knew there was something more behind that attitude.

"You need to be a bit more subtle when you look at me like that, you know?" Y/n said, maintaining her professional tone but with a glint in her eyes. "Even with your reputation for flirting with everyone, it doesn’t go unnoticed."

"So you noticed?" Leah replied, her smile widening. "And what are you going to do about it?"

Before Leah could process the response, Y/n took a step closer to the defender, her eyes now fixed on Leah’s lips. It was a sudden decision, perhaps driven by the tension that had been building between them over the past few weeks. And then, Y/n took the initiative, pulling Leah into an intense and unexpected kiss.

Leah, caught off guard, quickly responded, her hands moving to hold Y/n’s waist, pulling her closer. The kiss was hungry, filled with repressed desire. The world around them disappeared for a few moments.When Y/n finally pulled away, both were breathless. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to regain her composure.

"That shouldn’t have happened here," Y/n said, her voice slightly hoarse.Leah smiled, leaning forward.

"Well, if it can’t be here, we can continue outside," she suggested, a provocative glint in her eyes.

Y/n chuckled softly, shaking her head.

"We’ll see, Leah. Now go rest and follow my recommendations. And maybe... we’ll talk later... outside."

"So... outside?" Leah said, regaining her voice as she adjusted her posture, trying to appear calmer than she really was. Her eyes sparkled with subtle provocation.

Y/n, on the other hand, maintained the expression of someone still in control, though her slightly accelerated breathing betrayed her. She took a few steps back, gathering the remaining materials she would use to finish the session.

"Leah, this is work. I shouldn’t..." Y/n began, but the defender, with a mischievous smile, interrupted.

"I know. And I promise next time we’ll keep things in the right place," Leah said, winking. "But... I also know it’s not just work that makes you look at me like that."

Y/n sighed, finally allowing a small smile to escape. Leah was right, and although the moment wasn’t ideal, there was something undeniable between them—an attraction that had been building with every exchanged glance, every casual comment.

"Let’s focus on your recovery now," Y/n said, regaining her professional demeanor, but with a glint in her eyes that hinted this story was far from over. "And later... maybe we can talk about that 'outside.'"

Leah chuckled softly, lying back down as the physiotherapist applied the cold compress to her injured thigh. Even in that clinical environment, the tension between them lingered in the air, promising much more than just future consultations and treatments.

[virtchandmoir]

Performance Under Pressure: Unlocking Potential and Sustaining Excellence with Tessa Virtue

May 8, 2025

The most decorated figure skater in Olympic history, Tessa Virtue spent 20 years pushing the boundaries of her sport, collecting five Olympic medals — including three golds — alongside her on-ice partner, Scott Moir. Now, as an executive advisor at Deloitte, with an MBA and a Master’s in Applied Positive Psychology, she translates the lessons learned from her experience as an elite athlete into actionable strategies to help leaders and their teams unlock and empower high performance.

Tessa was the closing speaker at Showcase 2025 — Speakers Spotlight’s annual, client-exclusive, TED-style event. This year’s theme was “Meeting the Moment” with each featured expert offering clarity and guidance to better navigate the challenges ahead on a national, organizational, leadership, and individual level.

In her captivating presentation, Tessa took us on an intimate journey through her Olympic experience, sharing her tried and tested strategies for sustaining individual excellence and performance under intense pressure.

The Vancouver Era: Naïve Ambition

Breaking down her presentation into three chapters, representing each of her Olympic games, Tessa defined her Vancouver era as a period of “naïve ambition”.

After narrowly missing the 2006 Torino Games, Tessa and Scott vowed to never be on the cusp of qualifying again. They were pushing for gold at the 2010 Olympic Games despite daunting odds — no North American team had ever won, no team had ever won at such young ages, and no team had won without first winning a World Championship or attending an Olympic Games, Tessa said.

They doubled down on training, often spending 12-14 hours at the rink. While this “more is more” approach earned praise from their coaches, it also earned Tessa a debilitating injury requiring surgery just one year before the 2010 Games.

Tessa spent her first Olympics in a massage chair, receiving eight hours of physiotherapy every day. Surrounded by the best athletes in the world, she felt ashamed as she counted the 282 steps to the cafeteria knowing if she took that journey, she wouldn’t be able to practice that day.

During competition, something came over them. “We took the ice at the coliseum and squeezed each other’s hands; we were just 7 and 9 years old again… We found flow together for the first time ever,” Tessa said. While we earned gold, we were not yet masters of our craft, she continued.

The Sochi Era: Win at All Costs

Ten months later, Tessa underwent surgery again. No longer the underdogs, they were reigning champions, and it was a heavy weight to carry. Anything less than gold at Sochi felt like failure, Tessa said. They lost themselves trying to meet others’ expectation while simultaneously losing faith in their coaches.

Before a crucial practice at Sochi that would determine their medal colour, Tessa told her coach exactly what she needed to hear to perform her best. When they announce our names, she said, tell me to focus on Scott. Instead, her coach pointed to the stands and said, “see every single one of those people out there, every judge, every official, every spectator, they are just waiting for you to make a mistake.”

Tessa and Scott left those games with two silver medals and completely disillusioned. With nothing left to give and completely void of joy, they decided to retire.

Pyeongchang Era: Excellence Over Perfection

Post-Olympics, Tessa and Scott toured the world, performing their routines. It didn’t take long for them to miss the competition though. To miss the energy of waking up with a clear purpose every day, Tessa said. They started asking, what if? What if we skated with coaches who believed in us? What if we tried a different style of skating? What if we could do things differently?

That list of “what ifs” was so compelling, we had to try again, Tessa said. With the mandate to do things differently, they relocated to Montreal and assembled a team of 20-25 experts across disciplines. They positioned themselves as “CEOs of their business,” rallying these specialists around a shared vision.

The Winning Formula: Three Mindset Shifts That Changed Everything

In that comeback period, Tessa and Scott made three key mindset shifts:

Excellence over perfection: They stopped chasing perfection and instead pursued excellence. Excellence felt doable and sustainable. We could be 8/10 every day, Tessa said. This is what wins medals.

Recovery as competitive advantage: Their greatest edge was being more rested than their competitors. We skated three hours a day, Tessa said, and worked harder than we ever had before.

Getting comfortable with discomfort: For two years, Tessa and Scott meticulously simulated Olympic conditions — playing crowd noise, skating on rough ice, and deliberately practicing falls to neutralize their greatest fear. In turn, they gained more confidence in their ability to perform under pressure.

“I hated skating for 18 years,” Tessa said. “Those last two years ahead of the Pyeongchang Olympics, I loved every single second.”

What changed was her sense of agency, autonomy, and purpose. During their final Olympic performance, when the music ended, Tessa realized nine judges wouldn’t determine her worth or success. It was that moment that mattered — not because the skate was technically perfect, but because they found joy in the process.

The Power of Purpose: Elevate Your Performance

As Tessa ended her powerful story of transformation, she asked two questions: “Are you finding moments of meaning in your everyday that connect to your purpose, your why?” and “Are you chasing perfection or excellence?” These questions lie at the heart of sustainable high performance, whether on the world stage or in a corporate boardroom.

Bring this Olympic mindset to your organization. As a keynote speaker, Tessa shares her performance strategies, combining her elite athletic and professional experience with her academic background. Her insights help organizations build resilience, harness purpose, and maintain excellence under pressure.

—Speakers Spotlight

[gh0stly-mp3]

take care of you

hyoma chigiri x physiotherapist gn!reader

synopsis: cute moment between you and chigiri in one of his physiotherapy sessions

tags: fluff, physiotherapy session, romantic implied relationship, can be seen as platonic, gentle reader

warnings: mention of his knee injury

The atmosphere in the Blue Lock physiotherapy center was calm. The match had ended, and Chigiri was feeling the effects of another intense game. It had been a tense day, but as always, he had given his all. How could it be any different? He loved soccer, and the effort he put into every moment showed that.

However, after the last match, he felt something odd in his right knee. It wasn’t something new—he’d been cautious ever since the serious injury he had suffered — the discomfort was unmistakable. When the doctor warned that another injury could mean the end of his career, Chigiri knew he couldn’t ignore any sign of pain.

As he entered the physiotherapy room, he saw you in the distance, organizing some equipment. Your smile was the kind of thing that always calmed him and brought him a constant comfort. And as his physiotherapist, you always made shure he felt safe around you.

"Oh, you’re here, Chigiri. How’s your knee, darling?" - You asked softly, your attentive eyes focused, but without rushing, as you always did.

He sat down on the examination table, looking away for a moment before answering, trying to hide any trace of concern.

"It’s nothing serious, just a little discomfort." - He forced a smile, trying to sound calm, but you knew better. You knew how careful he was about his health, and that this “discomfort” was not something he would take lightly.

You approached and began to examine his knee. Your hands were gentle, yet firm, as if you knew exactly where to apply pressure to relieve any tension or pain. Chigiri watched you, his eyes calm, but there was something vulnerable in the way he kept his lips sealed, perhaps from not wanting to show weakness.

"I know it’s not nothing, Chigiri. You wouldn’t hide this from me." - You said calmly, sitting next to him, your eyes meeting his. - "What happened?".

He let out a soft sigh, finally allowing himself to relax and tell you everything.

"I... felt something weird while running. I’m not sure if it was the quick movement, but I'm afraid the knee couldn’t handle the impact." - He bit his lower lip, as if blaming himself for the situation. - "I don’t want this to get worse. I can’t... I don’t want to stop playing."

You touched his knee carefully, feeling the tension there. The fear was evident in his eyes, but Chigiri didn’t say a word, preferring to remain silent while you worked to alleviate the pain.

"I know how much soccer means to you, Chigiri. But you need to take care of your body, or... You know." - Your voice was soft but firm. "I’m here, and I’ll help you, okay?"

He didn’t respond immediately, but his eyes softened slightly, as if he was grateful without having to say a word. It was comforting to see him trust you this way, even though he was usually so composed.

"I think you’re the only person who could convince me to rest for a bit." - He said quietly, his eyes softening as you continued to work.

You smiled, the gesture light, as you always did around him. It was reassuring to know he trusted you like this, especially considering how reserved he usually was.

The treatment continued as you applied an analgesic cream, massaging the affected area with slow, calm movements. Chigiri seemed more relaxed with each passing second. The two of you stayed quiet for a while, only the sound of his breathing and your careful touch breaking the silence.

When you finished, Chigiri reclined on the table, relieved, but still wearing that thoughtful look on his face.

"I think I’ll be fine." - He finally said, a small smile forming, his usual calm smile, but somehow different. It was as if, for a moment, he had allowed himself to just be... vulnerable, and believe himself.

You stayed by his side, grabbing a cloth to clean your hands.

"You will be, yes. And I’ll take care of you to make sure it stays that way." - Your smile was genuine. You’d always take care of him, not just as his physiotherapist, but in a way that went beyond that.

Chigiri looked at you, as if he had something to say but hesitated. He, who was so good with words on the field, seemed to lose his confidence when it came to speaking about feelings. But in the end, he simply gave you that gentle smile, the one only you saw, the one that said more than a thousand words ever could.

"Thank you. For everything. Not just for the knee." - He murmured, his eyes soft with tenderness that he usually didn’t show.

You didn’t need more words. Your heart already knew what he was trying to say.

"I take care of you. Always." - You replied softly, and then, on a sudden impulse, you placed a light kiss on his forehead. Something so natural, yet so full of meaning.

Chigiri looked surprised but then smiled genuinely, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"I think it’s been a while since you’ve been taking care of me." - He said, a small, shy smile taking over his face.

At that moment, the silence between the two of you wasn’t uncomfortable. On the contrary, it was a silence full of mutual understanding. The treatment was done, but what remained between the two of you was something deeper than anyone could see.

[drferox]

My MS Diagnosis

So I’m approaching the 2 year mark since my Multiple Sclerosis diagnosis and I thought I’d better document how I got here, because being the patient is a weird experience, especially for a condition that had kind of vague symptoms that needed a fair amount of work up.

My symptoms actually started in early 2020, when I was in the third trimester of pregnancy. The main symptom was mistaken for carpal tunnel syndrome - numbness in my fingers that would progress to increasingly violent pins & needles sensations, that would progress to burning if I tried to push through it. Only this sensation would extend all the way up to my shoulders at times. I stopped performing surgery, because not only was I unsatisfied with my lack of sensation to know what I was doing with my tissue handling, but the pain would get worse quickly in constrictive surgical gloves in the presence of patient warming. So I stopped performing surgery in late pregnancy and was told it would get better a few months after giving birth.

It did not.

So six months after giving birth, finding myself able to use my hands for short periods but still unable to perform surgery to my standard, I went back to complain to the doctor. I also couldn’t play video games properly, my arms would often be numb when I woke up, all the way up to my shoulder, and they were super temperature sensitive. Even hot water from washing dishes would set them off.

They sent me down a carpal tunnel work up - ultrasounds and talking to a neurologist. The short version is they did tell me I had mild carpal tunnel… on one side only.

Which did not make any damn sense considering I had symptoms on both sides all the way up to my shoulder.

The worst neurologist in the world could not explain to me why a mild problem on one wrist was affecting sensation all the way up to the opposite shoulder, and just said ‘it happens sometimes’. Now, I like to think I have a solid understanding of the basics of how a body works, and was really unsatisfied with this answer. They recommended I talk to a surgeon, since I’d already been doing a bunch of physiotherapy, but I decided not to. Surgery could have put my hand in a cast for up to 6 weeks, I had a 6 month old baby to care for at home and a partner who was useless at best, and abusive at worst. I could not afford the time in a cast.

So I went to try something else, visiting an osteopath to see what they could do about my ‘mild’ carpal tunnel, and while I’m there, these headaches I’ve been getting.

She spent a good long while stretching out different muscle groups, and found that certain neck muscle stretches changed the sensations I was getting in my fingertips. So whatever was causing the hand problem was coming from somewhere in the neck, and she recommended I get a CT scan.

Went back to my doctor to get a referral for a CT scan, and explained what was going on. He thought about it for a minute, didn’t voice his concerns, and upgraded it to a neck MRI.

That MRI found a demyelinating lesion in my neck. So went back for a full Central Nervous System scan and found a couple more borderline ones.

That sent me back to a (different) neurologist, had a proper neurological exam that found a few random patches of altered skin sensation in addition to the arm weirdness I had going on. So I was probably a MS case, but not particularly severe as MS goes.

To confirm it I needed a lumbar puncture to look for oligoclonal bands in by CSF. The lumbar puncture was a moderately unpleasant experience which then mandated that I remain lying down for 24 hours so that my spinal fluid didn’t spring a leak. With a baby and a distinctly unhelpful partner, I barely made it to that 24 hours.

And then… I sprung a CSF leak. Which is a jolly weird experience I can tell you.

When your CSF leaks from a lumbar puncture you will feel perfectly fine… when you are lying flat on your back, because your spine flops over the hole and plugs the leak. If you’re upright at all the spine flops away from the hole and it slowly leaks out, and you get more of this weird frontal headache that gets worse the longer you’re upright, standing there talking to the ER admissions nurse. And the info I had explained that it can progress to seizures and similar the worse it gets, but I only got as far as pain and fuzzy vision. I seriously could only be upright for ten minutes without pain, and had to lie down to resolve it.

That required some medicine-that-looks-like-magic to fix, called a blood patch. Doctors took some of my blood, fresh out of the vein, and inserted it into my spine approximately where the leak should be, so that the clot would cover the leaky patch. Self blood magic. It worked brilliantly, about an hour later.

The CSF tap ordeal confirmed the presence of the oligoclonal bands, and then I got stunted into the public health system, in a department specifically geared towards managing Multiple Sclerosis patients. They debated for a little while, at a multidisciplinary meeting, whether I was really MS or a Clinically Isolated Syndrome (which is like Multiple Sclerosis but without the ‘Multiple’ part), but settled on MS. Yes, Tumblr, I was nearly diagnosed with CIS.

The shoe thing took about a year from when I actively complained to doctors, or about 18 months from the first probable symptoms. That’s approximate because some things that were thought to be pregnancy symptoms could have been due to MS, like fatigue and leg weakness. I’m pretty lucky that I’m comfortable in hospitals and with medical procedures, am reasonably medically literate. I think the magic phrase that got things to happen quickly was ‘these symptoms are greatly affecting my ability to do my job’.

I don’t think my MS has progressed since starting the medication (and I’ll talk about the medication in another post). I’ve acquired one additional brain lesion since diagnosis, but I have no clue what physical symptom it’s associated with.

While some symptoms are better, I still cannot perform surgery to the standard or with the endurance that I used to,so I basically don’t any more. I can do about ten minutes, which is enough to bail a new graduate vet out of trouble, but not enough to take over completely for them. I’ve had a few years to think about it but I don’t know what the MS is going to do to my career, only that I can still practice for now.

It’s not great, but it could be a whole lot worse, and that’s how I got here.

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Blog 2: My Ideal Role as an Environmental Interpreter

I'm currently in my third year of a four-year bachelor of biological science. My ideal role as an environmental interpreter would allow me to merge my academic background with my passion for exploring and sharing knowledge about the natural world. I imagine a career that allows me to travel the world, explore diverse ecosystems, and share my passion for science and nature with others. Whether it's conducting research in remote locations, leading guided tours on a cruise or resort, or creating engaging educational content, I want to be in a position that blends discovery, education, and entertainment.

An ideal setting for this role would be dynamic and ever-changing. Working on a cruise as a guide or entertainer is especially appealing because it combines my love for travel, teaching, and engaging with others. I could introduce travelers to marine life, coastal ecosystems, and the science and culture behind the environments and we visit. Alternatively, I would love to be involved in field research, collaborating with international teams to study biodiversity in areas like rainforests, coral reefs, or even remote tundra regions. Both paths would allow me to combine my love of travel, education, and science in meaningful and impactful ways.

The skills required for this role are diverse and multifaceted. First and foremost, a deep understanding of ecology, evolution, and biology is essential to provide accurate and engaging information to audiences. My coursework in areas such as agriculture, human physiology, epidemiology, and immunology has given me a well-rounded scientific foundation. These subjects have deepened my ability to make complex biological concepts accessible and engaging, an essential skill for an interpreter.

Beyond scientific knowledge, communication is key. As an environmental interpreter, I would need to tailor my approach to different audiences, from school groups to cruise guests, ensuring the material is both informative and captivating. I have experience tailoring programs to younger audiences through my time as a camp leader. Creativity and adaptability are also critical, as the ability to engage with people from various cultural backgrounds and interests would be a regular part of the job.

In addition, I hope to pursue a master’s degree in physiotherapy, pathology, or another medical-adjacent field in the future. This aligns with my long-term interest in exploring how environmental factors influence human health, which could further enrich my role as an interpreter. For example, understanding the physiological effects of air or water pollution on human populations could add a compelling layer to my storytelling and advocacy.

Ultimately, my vision for this role extends beyond sharing knowledge. I hope to inspire others to appreciate and protect the world around them, while continuously learning and growing myself. Whether it’s through leading a group to spot humpback whales, teaching travelers about coral reef conservation, or collaborating on research to better understand the planet’s biodiversity, my goal is to make meaningful contributions to science and society. An ideal role as an environmental interpreter embodies everything I value—education, exploration, connection, and a commitment to leaving the world better than I found it.

[valkyries-things]

ELIZABETH KENNY // BUSH NURSE

“She was a self-trained Australian bush nurse who developed an approach to treating polio that was controversial at the time. Her method, promoted internationally while working in Australia, Europe and the United States, differed from the conventional one of placing affected limbs in plaster casts. Instead, she applied hot compresses, followed by passive movement of the areas to reduce what she called "spasm". Her principles of muscle rehabilitation became the foundation of physical therapy or physiotherapy in such cases.”

[myability]

Say Goodbye to Hypertension: Effective Physiotherapy Strategies

Hypertension, commonly known as high blood pressure, is a widespread health condition that increases the risk of heart disease, stroke, and kidney problems. While medications are a cornerstone of hypertension management, incorporating physiotherapy into your routine can play a transformative role in improving cardiovascular health, lowering blood pressure, and enhancing overall well-being.

Physiotherapy offers a holistic approach by addressing key lifestyle factors such as physical inactivity, stress, and poor posture, which contribute to hypertension. Here's how physiotherapist in east delhi can help you manage and control high blood pressure effectively.

1. The Role of Exercise in Lowering Blood Pressure

One of the most significant ways physiotherapy addresses hypertension is through personalized exercise programs. Regular physical activity has been proven to reduce blood pressure by improving cardiovascular fitness and reducing arterial stiffness.

Physiotherapists design safe and effective exercise routines tailored to an individual’s health status, age, and fitness level. Common recommendations include:

Aerobic exercises: Activities like walking, cycling, or swimming improve heart health and lower blood pressure over time.

Strength training: Moderate weightlifting helps improve overall muscle strength and enhances blood circulation.

Stretching and flexibility exercises: These aid in improving range of motion and reducing muscular tension, contributing to stress relief.

Regular exercise not only lowers blood pressure but also helps in weight management, another critical factor in hypertension control.

2. Stress Management Techniques

Stress is a significant contributor to hypertension, as it triggers the release of hormones that temporarily spike blood pressure. Physiotherapists incorporate relaxation techniques and breathing exercises to help patients manage stress effectively.

Diaphragmatic breathing: Deep, controlled breathing lowers stress levels and promotes relaxation.

Progressive muscle relaxation: This technique reduces physical and emotional tension by systematically relaxing different muscle groups.

Mindfulness-based exercises: These focus on mental relaxation, helping individuals handle stress triggers calmly.

By learning to manage stress, patients can prevent the prolonged episodes of high blood pressure caused by emotional strain.

3. Posture Correction and Ergonomics

Poor posture can increase pressure on the circulatory system, contributing to hypertension over time. Physiotherapists assess posture and recommend corrections to reduce unnecessary strain on the heart and blood vessels.

Ergonomic advice for workspace setups helps reduce physical stress during prolonged sitting.

Exercises to improve spinal alignment and strengthen the core muscles are often included in physiotherapy plans.

4. Lifestyle Modifications and Education

Physiotherapists also play a crucial role in educating patients about lifestyle changes that can help manage hypertension. Key areas of focus include:

Encouraging regular physical activity.

Advising on healthy dietary habits, such as reducing salt intake.

Recommending relaxation techniques to manage stress effectively.

5. Monitoring and Progress Tracking

Physiotherapy involves regular monitoring of a patient’s progress. Blood pressure readings are tracked, and exercise plans are adjusted as necessary. This personalized approach ensures that the interventions remain safe and effective for the individual.

Conclusion

Physiotherapy is a highly effective, non-invasive way to manage hypertension by addressing its root causes and risk factors. Through personalized exercise routines, stress management techniques, and education, physiotherapy empowers individuals to take control of their health.

If you’re living with hypertension, consult a physiotherapist like myablilty chiropractor in delhi to develop a comprehensive, tailored program to complement your medical treatment. With the right guidance and consistent effort, you can lower your blood pressure and improve your quality of life naturally.

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Best Physiotherapy Centre in Avantika Ghaziabad

The Best Physiotherapy Community in Avantika Ghaziabad: Nidaan Physiotherapy Centre

When it comes to providing high-quality physiotherapy services in Avantika, Ghaziabad, Nidaan Physiotherapy Centre quickly establishes itself as the most preferred option for patients in search of expert care and efficient treatment. Eminent for its outstanding principles of administration and patient-driven approach, Nidaan Physiotherapy Center has secured itself as a guide to well-being and health in the district.

Services for Comprehensive Physiotherapy

Nidaan Physiotherapy Centre provides a wide range of services for comprehensive physiotherapy that are designed to meet the various requirements of its patients. Whether you're recuperating from a physical issue, overseeing constant agony, or looking for restoration after a medical procedure, the middle gives particular therapies intended to advance ideal recuperation and upgrade general prosperity.

1. Customized Treatment Plans: Every patient at Nidaan Physiotherapy Center gets a customized treatment plan created after a careful evaluation. The group of talented physiotherapists considers your particular condition, clinical history, and way of life to plan an arrangement that tends to your exceptional requirements.

2. High-level Methods and Gear: The middle is outfitted with best-in-class offices and high-level remedial gear. Nidaan Physiotherapy Centre ensures that you have access to the most recent and efficient treatment options, including manual therapy, exercise rehabilitation, and cutting-edge treatments like ultrasound therapy and electrotherapy.

3. Particular Administrations: Nidaan Physiotherapy Center offers specific administrations for different circumstances, including:

Injury in sports: Custom-made restoration programs for competitors and dynamic people.

Rehabilitative Orthopedics: Recuperation plans for bone, joint, and muscle wounds.

Neurological Physiotherapy: Treatment for neurological circumstances like stroke, Parkinson's sickness, and numerous scleroses.

Pediatric Physiotherapy: Pediatric consideration for kids with formative or inherent circumstances.

Geriatric Physiotherapy: Support for older patients managing age-related issues.

Master and Caring Experts

At the core of Nidaan Physiotherapy Center's prosperity is its group of profoundly qualified and experienced physiotherapists. The middle highly esteems utilizing experts who are gifted in their art as well as committed to giving merciful consideration. Every physiotherapist at Nidaan Physiotherapy Center goes through persistent schooling and preparation to keep up to date with the most recent progressions in the field, guaranteeing that patients get the best quality of care.

Patient-Driven Approach

Nidaan Physiotherapy Center is recognized for its patient-driven approach, zeroing in on establishing a strong and compassionate climate. The group puts stock in including patients in their recuperation cycle, teaching them about their condition, and engaging them with information and apparatuses to successfully deal with their wellbeing.

Visit: https://ghaziabadbn.com/best-physiotherapy-centre-in-avantika-ghaziabad/

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How ACL Physiotherapy in Gurgaon Can Accelerate Your Recovery

Recovering from an ACL (anterior cruciate ligament) injury can be challenging, but with the right physiotherapy, you can regain strength, mobility, and confidence much faster. ACL injuries, often resulting from sports or sudden twisting movements, require focused rehabilitation to ensure proper healing and to prevent future injuries. In Gurgaon, DynaFisio offers specialized ACL physiotherapy to support effective and safe recovery.

What is an ACL Injury?

The ACL is a crucial ligament in the knee that stabilizes and controls movement. When this ligament is torn or injured, it can cause pain, swelling, and reduced knee mobility, impacting daily activities and athletic performance. ACL injuries are common among athletes but can happen to anyone who engages in high-impact physical activities. Prompt and professional care is essential to avoid long-term complications.

How Physiotherapy Helps in ACL Recovery

Physiotherapy is a cornerstone of ACL recovery. Here’s how DynaFisio’s ACL physiotherapy in Gurgaon can make a difference:

Pain Management and Swelling Reduction: Immediately after an ACL injury, managing pain and reducing swelling are top priorities. Physiotherapists at DynaFisio use targeted techniques like cryotherapy and manual therapy to ease discomfort and control inflammation.

Restoring Knee Mobility: After an injury, stiffness in the knee joint is common. Physiotherapists work with gentle stretching and range-of-motion exercises to improve flexibility and help the knee regain its full movement capabilities.

Building Muscle Strength: Strong muscles around the knee are essential for supporting the ligament. Physiotherapy sessions at DynaFisio focus on strengthening surrounding muscles, especially the quadriceps and hamstrings, to better support the knee and avoid further injuries.

Improving Balance and Stability: Physiotherapy includes balance exercises to restore stability in the knee, reducing the risk of future injuries. With progressive training, patients regain confidence in their movements, enhancing overall knee function.

Personalized Recovery Plans: At DynaFisio, each patient receives a tailored plan based on their unique injury and recovery goals. From early recovery to advanced strengthening, the treatment plan adapts as the patient progresses.

Key Benefits of ACL Physiotherapy at DynaFisio

Experienced Physiotherapists: DynaFisio’s team is highly trained in ACL recovery protocols, ensuring safe and effective rehabilitation.

State-of-the-Art Facilities: Equipped with advanced tools and treatment options, DynaFisio provides a comprehensive environment for ACL recovery.

Patient-Centric Approach: With a focus on individual needs, DynaFisio creates a supportive atmosphere, fostering both physical and mental recovery.

Why Choose DynaFisio for ACL Physiotherapy

DynaFisio stands out as a Top Physiotherapy Clinic in Gurgaon for ACL recovery and comprehensive rehabilitation. With experienced physiotherapists skilled in ACL injury management, DynaFisio offers customized recovery plans to address each patient's unique needs. Their state-of-the-art facilities and advanced equipment enable effective treatments for restoring knee mobility, muscle strength, and stability. The clinic’s personalized approach ensures that patients feel supported every step of the way, building both physical resilience and confidence. For anyone seeking a trusted, results-driven recovery experience, DynaFisio provides an ideal combination of expertise, care, and cutting-edge therapy tailored for optimal healing and long-term wellness.

Conclusion

Recovering from an ACL injury requires a comprehensive approach, and physiotherapy plays a crucial role in accelerating the healing process. DynaFisio, a leading physiotherapy clinic in Gurgaon, offers specialized ACL physiotherapy services that focus on pain management, muscle strengthening, and restoring knee stability. With personalized treatment plans and experienced professionals, DynaFisio ensures that your recovery is effective, efficient, and tailored to your needs. If you're looking for expert care to help you recover from an ACL injury, DynaFisio is your trusted partner in Gurgaon for a faster, safer return to activity.

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Strengthening the Foundation: Core Physiotherapy Exercises for Limb Injury Recovery

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When to Consult a Physiotherapist

Planning to visit a physiotherapy clinic in Vadodara but are unsure about its necessity? Here’s an article to help before you start the hunt for the best physiotherapist in Vadodara.

Physiotherapy is an essential healthcare service, helping people manage pain, restore mobility, and improve physical well-being. If you’re experiencing chronic pain, recovering from surgery, or facing challenges with mobility, consulting a physiotherapist can make a significant difference in your quality of life. Here’s a guide on when it might be beneficial to seek physiotherapy.

1. Persistent Pain or Discomfort

If you’ve been dealing with muscle, joint, or bone pain for over a month, it may signal an underlying issue that physiotherapy could help address. Chronic conditions stemming from arthritis, posture, or injuries are managed effectively through personalised therapy and exercise programs designed by professionals. 

2. Recovery After Surgery

Physiotherapy is vital in post-surgical recovery for procedures like orthopaedic, cardiac, or neurological surgeries. Professional rehabilitation aids in restoring mobility, building strength, and promoting faster healing. A dedicated rehabilitation plan can also help reduce scar tissue, improve joint flexibility, and prevent complications. 

3. Addressing Back and Neck Pain

Back and neck pain are some of the main reasons people seek physiotherapy, often resulting from prolonged sitting, poor posture, or stress. A physiotherapist can assess and address these issues with targeted exercises, manual therapy, and posture correction techniques, all aimed at alleviating discomfort and preventing further complications. 

4. Mobility or Balance Challenges

Changes in your ability to move freely or maintain balance, often due to injury or ageing, can benefit from physiotherapy. Through specialised exercises and treatment techniques, physiotherapists help you regain mobility, improve stability, and prevent falls, which is especially beneficial for older adults and those with neurological conditions. A clinic that specialises in balance and mobility issues can offer the focused care needed to support safe, independent movement. One can simply search for a hospital near me with physiotherapy services on a search engine for a convenient solution.

5. Sports-Related Injuries

For athletes and active individuals, sports-related injuries—whether minor strains or more severe injuries—are common. Physiotherapy treatments can relieve pain, promote healing, and help prevent re-injury. Working with a physiotherapist with experience in sports rehabilitation offers an effective path to recovery and ensures a safe return to physical activity. It is highly recommended to find a physiotherapy hospital in Vadodara for the citizens encountering a severe injury.

6. Preventative and Wellness Care

Physiotherapy is not only about recovery; it can also be a valuable part of a wellness routine to promote flexibility, core strength, and improved posture. Many individuals incorporate physiotherapy into their regular wellness routine to support a healthy, active lifestyle and prevent potential issues before they arise. Whether you’re interested in proactive care or need to improve physical function, consulting the best hospital in Baroda with a reputation for comprehensive physiotherapy care may be a worthwhile choice.

What to Expect in Your First Physiotherapy Session

During an initial session, a physiotherapist will evaluate your condition, taking into account your symptoms, pain levels, and any activity limitations. They then create a customised treatment plan suited to your unique needs. A high-quality hospital in Vadodara offering physiotherapy services will walk you through each step, helping you understand what to expect as you move forward with your sessions.

Conclusion

Physiotherapy offers a valuable approach for managing chronic pain, supporting post-surgical recovery, and improving physical wellness. If you’re considering physiotherapy, addressing discomfort or mobility concerns early can lead to lasting benefits for your overall health and quality of life. If movement challenges or pain are holding you back, exploring physiotherapy in Vadodara could be the first step toward feeling better and achieving lasting relief.

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cw: mother's day, hospital

Like every year, Green, Daisy and their grandmother Agatha visited miss Sara Oak in her privative room at Celadon's Hospital to celebrate the mother's day.

They'd bring flowers and chocolate, books for Sara to read, souvenirs from all over the world in the hopes they could make her world a bit bigger once again. Then, she'd smile and speak with her weak tiny voice even though everyone would ask her not to.

But today it's different.

The past months it seems Sara's health has gotten even worse. Without strength to move or sit down, without strength to stay awake for too long. Not even her hands could sign words of reassurance anymore.

The mood inside the room was gloomy. Agatha kept complaining about how Yukinari hasn't come yet- and how he almost never did. About how this aught to be all his fault for not properly taking care of her child.

Daisy worked hard to pacify their grandmother. It was a remembrance of how Green's pregnancy took a heavy tool on her body; how it was actually his fault rather than Oak's. But the young professor couldn't say anything except stay on his foot by the door, hands tucked inside his pockets, heavy bags under his eyes.

Eventually, Agatha left after kissing her daughter goodbye.

The siblings stayed in silence for long moments, quietly listening to the low noise Sara's breathing machine would make. Carefully gazing at her sleeping face, looking so skinny and undead as a living person could.

"Green..." she started, softly. "You know none of this is your fault."

He looked down with a frown, words locked inside his throat as he felt like maybe he was becoming a little like his mother and unable to breath as well.

"Grandma is just upset about mom. Just like we are. She's not very good at expressing her emotions and that's why she gets angry. I'm sure she's just-..."

"I know." the professor cut his sister. His steps echoes as he approached his mother's bed. "I know..."

Daisy looked down at the book she bought as a gift for her mother. A history book, because she knew Sara were very interested about the past and the lore of the whole world.

There were other books around the room. Books she read and cherished, books her children has brought her so her tiny world could feel a little bigger again.

Green, without looking away from his mother's face, spoke with a harsh simple tone about something they've been avoiding for so long.

"She's gonna die soon."

It's not like Daisy had how to complain. She felt like chiding him for saying something so gloomy but the odds weren't good for them. The doctors and nurses have been giving them sad, empathetic looks for weeks now.

"Maybe it's for the best." which made his sister frown. But he continued before she could speak up: "Because then she wouldn't need to suffer anymore. Tied to this bed for almost thirty years. Only able to breath because of a machine. Physiotherapy for her legs because she's never been able to get up and walk around anymore.

I know... she's always said it didn't bother her. But I know it did... It does."

Daisy did not feel good about this. Although her little brother has a point, it's just insensitive to say such things out loud. Maybe Sara missed being free, but it doesn't mean her life here was bad.

Right?

It's not because Green blames himself for every little problem in the word that he gets to speak such mean things.

"I thought you had grown up." sharp like a knife, yet quiet. "Mom loves being alive no matter if she had to be in the hospital. She loves us, and she can be happy despite her limitations!"

That is true. But the shame just adds another weight for the scales of his sins. How would he not feel like she could have such a better, fulfilling life if it wasn't by that? We all want out lovely ones to be healthy and happy.

He doesn't look at his sister. Instead, he leans closer to his mother.

Only if he could change places with her. She'd be much happier; she'd be astounding as a history researcher, she'd make everyone so much proud. A gem that would undoubtedly make the world brighter for everyone.

Instead, he's nothing but a boy playing professor.

"You should leave if you're gonna keep acting like a spoiled kid. But... I wish she'd wake up before you go, so you can wish her a happy mother's day."

He doesn't.

Instead, he walks back to the door, still not looking back to his sister. He speaks a little louder now;

"I'm gonna go find Gramps and drag him here." that, Daisy could agree. "If she wakes up..."

"I'll tell her." she nodded slowly, ignoring as the young professor who didn't even took off his jacket left and closed the door behind him.

Despite hating the way he said it, it was clear there was a thing she couldn't disagree, no matter how hard and heart-wrenching it was. She only hopes she right when saying Sara loved her life.

But their mother did not wake up that day.

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What are the Types and Treatments for Arthritis?

Many of us aim to move freely without discomfort throughout our lives. However, life’s challenges often include maintaining stable health as our bodies undergo wear and tear, leading to pain and discomfort.

When it comes to mobility, one prevalent condition worldwide is Arthritis, causing concern for many. Yet, Expert Orthopedic Doctors associated with the Leading Arthritis Treatment Hospital in Bangalore assure that successful methods exist today to manage this condition..

A bit of awareness and taking care at the right time can help a lot

Understanding Arthritis

The Best Knee Specialists in Bangalore at Suguna Hospital describe Arthritis as a condition that causes swelling and tenderness in one or multiple joints throughout the body. As your age or with certain health issues like high blood sugar levels, this condition may worsen.

Different Types of Arthritis

Arthritis isn’t restricted to a particular age but is commonly noticeable in later stages.  

Some of the common types are:

Osteoarthritis – Affecting joints in your Hands, Knees and Spine.

Psoriatic Arthritis – Caused due to a very complicated skin disease called Psoriasis, this condition can be very challenging.

Reactive Arthritis – This causes joint pain and swelling. It is caused either due to infection or malfunction of key organs of your body including the intestines, genitals, or urinary tract.

Rheumatoid Arthritis – This is a chronic inflammatory disorder. In addition to affecting the different joints, it can deeply impact premier organs like heart, lungs and eyes.

When to See a Doctor? Experts recommend seeking immediate medical attention if you notice specific symptoms, like

Stiff joints

Acute pain in the joints

Difficulty in moving or standing

Swelling observed in or around the joints

Redness observed in the joints

Treating ArthritisManaging Arthritis requires a systematic approach. It’s crucial not to overlook persistent symptoms as mere discomfort. Ignoring these signs can lead to costly consequences. 

Your treatment is based on how severe is your condition and can include: 

MedicationsDepending upon the type of Arthritis diagnosed, your medications may include:

Ointments

Steroids

Physiotherapies and light workouts to begin with

SurgeryThis is the last resort which your doctors might recommend only if there are no signs of improvement after persistent medication.  Some of the types of surgeries successfully performed include,

Joint Repairs

Joint Replacements

Overcome Arthritis and lead a pain-free, confident life. Avoid welcoming Arthritis! Consult the top Arthroscopy Surgeon  in Bangalore at Suguna Hospital for a safe and successful journey ahead.

[acmephysiotherapy1]

Spin Care for Beginners: Starting Your Cycling Journey on the Right Wheel

Introduction:

Embarking on a cycling journey can be an exhilarating endeavor, offering a blend of fitness, adventure, and a chance to connect with the outdoors. However, like any physical activity, cycling requires a thoughtful approach, especially for beginners. That's where the expertise of a Physiotherapy Clinic comes into play. In this article, we will explore the importance of seeking spin care guidance from a physiotherapy clinic as you initiate your cycling journey, ensuring your ride is on the right wheel toward a healthier and more enjoyable experience.

Understanding the Importance of Proper Spin Care:

Preventing Common Injuries:

Novice cyclists often underestimate the physical demands that cycling can place on the body. From improper posture to inadequate warm-up routines, the potential for injuries is real. A physiotherapy clinic specializes in preventing and treating sports-related injuries, ensuring that you're aware of the correct cycling techniques and safety measures.

Personalized Training Programs: 

Everyone's body is different, and what works for one cyclist might not be suitable for another. A physiotherapy clinic can create personalized training programs that take into account your current fitness level, any existing medical conditions, and your cycling goals. This tailored approach maximizes your progress while minimizing the risk of strain or injury.

Optimizing Performance: 

As you delve into the world of cycling, you'll likely want to improve your performance and stamina over time. A physiotherapy clinic can guide you through exercises and strategies to enhance your strength, endurance, and flexibility, all of which are crucial for a successful cycling journey.

Starting Your Cycling Journey on the Right Wheel:

Proper Bike Fit: The first step in any cycling journey is finding a bike that suits your body and riding style. A physiotherapy clinic can help you determine the correct bike size, handlebar height, saddle position, and other adjustments to ensure a comfortable and injury-free ride.

Warm-Up and Cool-Down Routines: 

Cycling is a physically demanding activity, and failing to warm up correctly can lead to muscle strains and discomfort. A physiotherapy clinic can guide you through effective warm-up and cool-down routines that prepare your muscles for the ride and aid in recovery post-ride.

Posture and Technique: 

Maintaining the correct posture and technique while cycling is essential to prevent strain on your back, neck, and joints. Physiotherapists can offer guidance on maintaining the proper posture and pedaling technique, reducing the risk of chronic discomfort.

The Role of Nutrition and Recovery:

Balanced Nutrition: 

A physiotherapy clinic can provide nutritional advice that complements your cycling routine. Proper fueling before and after rides can enhance your performance and support muscle recovery.

Recovery Strategies: 

Cycling can be intense on the body, and recovery is crucial to avoid overuse injuries. Physiotherapists can recommend stretching exercises, foam rolling techniques, and other recovery strategies to ensure your body stays strong and injury-free.

Conclusion: 

Cycling as a novice is an exciting experience, but it's important to go into it with caution and awareness. You're not only protecting yourself from potential injuries but also improving your cycling performance by getting advice from a physiotherapy clinic. A physiotherapy clinic may be your indispensable partner in getting your cycling career off to the perfect start, from bike fitting to proper technique, warm-up exercises to recuperation methods. So get set up, seek advice from professionals, and bike your way to a more fulfilling and healthy way of life.