“You’ve allowed your body to get totally out of shape, Mr Smith. This will hurt, I’m afraid.”
The patient nodded apprehensively. “Do what you must.”
She began working gently on his arms and legs, but soon, as she moved on to apply vigorous power to his torso, he began to yell with pain.
An hour later, it was over. Smith’s head and rear were now reversed, although his mouth remained in the latter as it protruded from his shirt collar.
“That’s more like it, Mr Smith,” the physiotherapist said. “You’re like a proper politician again.”