19 November 2026
Thursday. A patient arrived tonight in a lovely linen suit, and by the end of the session it was not a lovely linen suit any more. I have decided to write a dress code.
Wear something you can kneel in. Something you can crawl in, even, because my practice has little places one must get down low to reach, and the floor does not care how much your trousers cost. Closed shoes, please. Sandals and therapy do not mix.
Pyjamas are WONDERFUL. Hospital whites are even better. A patient who arrives dressed for the ward is a patient who has accepted their treatment plan, and I can work with that.
A gentler note: my practice is not the place for a patient who is expecting, or who finds crawling and tight corners hard. The front desk can recommend a calmer room, and I would rather lose a patient than see one uncomfortable in the wrong way.
The linen suit, I am told, will recover with a good wash. Its owner may take a little longer. I have added a gold star to his file.
— Your Therapist
