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Seriously where are they hiding? Are they in a cave somewhere?  I thought physiotherapy was a pretty good racket? But I’ve just spent the last hour adding physiotherapy contact information to the “Get More Info” section. I’m appalled that in Toronto -the 5th largest city in North America after New York, LA, Chicago and Mexico City – there are just a few, and I’m mean a meager, skimpy handful of physiotherapists who are available to help moms look after their pelvic floor.

What happened? Did the Toronto physiotherapists skip Pelvic Floor 101? Or are some physiotherapists just too chicken to deal with this part of the female body? Gee, that’s professional. Kind of like a banker saying, “I’ll look after just part of your investments.” Or a cab driver who refuses to drive down streets with long names. Or a plumber who only deals with curvy pipes. Well we know doctors are chicken to talk to moms about their pelvic floor: only 2% ask women what’s going on “down there”. So I guess, physiotherapists are too. Cluck, cluck, cluck.

Let’s not discount the wonderful physios who DID go to pelvic floor class. You brave souls! You survived the REALLY SCARY class and us moms are extremely happy about that – eventhough we have to drive for ages to get to you.

Tags: pelvic floor, physiotherapists

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