Marie-Anne:I can't say approximately how many hours I spent with my physio. There are times when I see him more than my husband.
Don't talk, but brush
Over the past few years, I spent a lot of time at the machines, kneading my knees and practicing until I couldn't say porridge anymore. My therapist is a true Amsterdammer but operates under the Rotterdam adage:Don't talk, but brush! There is no room for (false) sentiments. You can come in grumpy for a practice session but don't expect to be able to lament for minutes. Train, work and continue. Every now and then a joke to make you laugh again, some nice music and as icing on the cake a delicious cup of coffee. That again. He motivates, thinks along and is always optimistic. He often quotes his great idol Johan Cruijff.
Seniors The over-represented seniors in the rehearsal room are not spared verbally by him, but are always treated with respect. Gentle surgeons make stinking wounds. 'So pancake, is your wife just as happy that she is away from you for an hour', is the sound then, and then set to work motivated with love for the profession. My physio is very present and without him the practice room is very empty. He has a clear opinion and does not hide it. He sings, does exercises and likes to tell how he sees the world. But he can also listen. And that has to be done every now and then.
Match 14
And with all this enthusiasm, this drive and experience, my physio is now starting his own shop called Match 14. Inspired by, you guessed it, hero Johan Cruijff. He devotes himself passionately to every detail of this business, where (top) athletes and recreational users are supervised. The logo, space and business plan. Everything has to be arranged down to the last detail. Small and large matters are well thought out and once again thought through. And it suits him. He wants the best for his patients and everyone should hear it.
Not complete without him
Recently I held a modest sushi party in my garden for my immediate auxiliaries. 15 women and a man came:my physio. He came in a bit hesitantly, taking his son with him just in case. Still a little testosterone in the midst of so much female violence. And for the first time he was silent. But I was so glad he was there. The party wouldn't be the same without my physio.
Who is Marie-Anne? Marie-Anne, 48 years old, is married and mother of three daughters. She has a serious cartilage problem. It all started after a skiing accident, but hereditary factors and factors that doctors still don't know much about also play a role. Every other week she blogs about her (patchwork) family, the care in the Netherlands and her knee, which she recently had surgery on for the ninth time.
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