Today I went out to see my osteopath.

Aren't you proud?

Just kidding.

Once in his exam room I talked to him about the whole jaw thing and so we started with that today. After a bit of the cranial sacral stuff and a little kind-of-painful under the jaw stuff with a little stuff I can't really describe, he stood up and poked about in his cupboard, saying, "Now here comes the good part."

I rolled my eyes upward to see him snapping on a latex glove. A LATEX GLOVE, people.

With one hand in my mouth and one on my forehead (presumably to hold me down) he then proceeded to cause me the most exruciating sustained pain I have ever felt in my entire life.

I think it's working. I feel better than I have in a year and a half.

That, however, is not going to stop me from dumping a quarter cup of chocolate chips directly into a jar of peanut butter and getting a spoon.

Excuse me.