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Diagnosis Belly!

Close followers of life of Jude will know that I have been chasing down the origins of some pretty bad abdominal pain in the last few months! Well I am pleased to announce that we now have a diagnosis..

I have a sore muscle. Its a big one (the psoas major), which is linked to your spine and leg.. Its the muscle thats supposed to lift your leg to do stairs and stuff. And its given up working. It comes from having one leg longer than the other and driving lots and all that... (pulls pelvis out of line and overworks muscle or something!) And can be fixed by doing core strength exercises.. Pilates here I come..

So I start spine rehab tomorrow.. should be fixed in no time!

Yey!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hooray for answers. That is a very helpful diagnosis.

Lots of love JO
Michael said…
I wish you and your psoas major all the best in speedy recoveries.
Anonymous said…
hey lovely,

how's it going? sorry i missed your call, i hear you're going to be a resident at St Judes for the month of July! yay!!! I'll just be back from New York around then so lets hook up?! bless you loads! Andrea

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