When she decides it's time to roost. And she may return to it for a bit longer after that for some reason only discernable to her.
Yes @RoyalChick she might feel it’s safer. Also, the roost is a line formation, whereas the box is a flat space that allows different snuggle configurations. Just surmising that the line forces one or more to be at the “end” where they will be vulnerable to the other Bigs and further away from Mama.
My perspective isn’t traditional though, as my experience is solely with the Omlet roosting platform.
 
Good evening everyone.

Physical therapy is no joke. Today my arm was moved and stretched into positions that has not been possible for 2 years. Gently mind you if you were to believe that word. I also learned something 5 minutes in that the surgeon never told me. Besides the torn tendon I also have or had Frozen Shoulder. He described it like when your fingers get locked into a position and you crack them to relieve it. My shoulder joint has been locked for a while. OR notes says they cracked it while I was under. The unlocking it though comes with it's own trauma as the muscles had become atrophied around the joint. Lovely information. The kicker, he said 95% of the people who come in with it, are diabetics. He said almost all diabetics will eventually get this in one or both shoulders. Again, never knew that. I swear there is NOTHING diabetes will not affect no matter how hard you try to keep it under control.

Anyway, yes the exercises ranged from uncomfortable to downright painful. I am definitely sore again and Tylenol will not touch it. Somehow though, and I really don't understand it, through the pain is also a sense of relief. The feeling of relief you get when you do a big stretch. I go back again Friday. They promised me the first visit is the worst, we will see. I can see it's going to hurt, and I will be sore afterwards. This is a different sore though. Not the unbearable pain from before the surgery. I can handle this with a little help from my medicine and lots and lots of ice therapy.

Afterwards I hung out at the diner with mom with a Ice Pack glued to my shoulder and my arm back in that sling. Betty came down around 4, took one look at me and told me to get in her truck she was bringing me home. I did not argue with her and came home and took my medicine again and took a nap. I will not take that at the diner as I will not be out in public looking like I am high. Trust me, I can become a zombie on it and very unsteady on my feet at times.

When we got to the house she had to get out to come look at my silkies. She fell in love with Q and told me to name my price. Nope not for sale. She then picked out over half of my girls and tried to buy them. Again, not for sale. She did meet Ducky who is being given to her and fell in love. She was ready to take him/her home today but I told her she had to wait until all 5 momma's are done raising it. She loves Bingo, and if Bingo turns out to be a male she wants first dibs on it. I also told her the next white I hatch out she can have. I'm so happy she loves silkies now. If I wanted to, and I do not I could have named a price on them all plus the coop and she would have jumped. She even hinted at that but I let it go in one ear and out the other. I told her to give me time, and she can have all the silkies she wants. Any of my future hatches she gets first right of refusal before I list them.
You explained the great and tough aspects of PT well! I can really relate. Sounds to me like you have a good mindset about sticking with it too. I think PT people can be such great coaches!

Betty is your permission to be in chick heaven whenever you want, and not worry about placing them. Sounds ideal right now!
 
So look what’s happening here - judging by the tail feathers and shapes in the Bigs coop this is Diane sleeping in the Nomad’s coop! Has she been relegated to the Littles table? Or does she want to dominate this way?
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Pretty sure this is Tedi and Annie, with Hazel in a nestbox.
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Good evening everyone.

Physical therapy is no joke. Today my arm was moved and stretched into positions that has not been possible for 2 years. Gently mind you if you were to believe that word. I also learned something 5 minutes in that the surgeon never told me. Besides the torn tendon I also have or had Frozen Shoulder. He described it like when your fingers get locked into a position and you crack them to relieve it. My shoulder joint has been locked for a while. OR notes says they cracked it while I was under. The unlocking it though comes with it's own trauma as the muscles had become atrophied around the joint. Lovely information. The kicker, he said 95% of the people who come in with it, are diabetics. He said almost all diabetics will eventually get this in one or both shoulders. Again, never knew that. I swear there is NOTHING diabetes will not affect no matter how hard you try to keep it under control.

Anyway, yes the exercises ranged from uncomfortable to downright painful. I am definitely sore again and Tylenol will not touch it. Somehow though, and I really don't understand it, through the pain is also a sense of relief. The feeling of relief you get when you do a big stretch. I go back again Friday. They promised me the first visit is the worst, we will see. I can see it's going to hurt, and I will be sore afterwards. This is a different sore though. Not the unbearable pain from before the surgery. I can handle this with a little help from my medicine and lots and lots of ice therapy.

Afterwards I hung out at the diner with mom with a Ice Pack glued to my shoulder and my arm back in that sling. Betty came down around 4, took one look at me and told me to get in her truck she was bringing me home. I did not argue with her and came home and took my medicine again and took a nap. I will not take that at the diner as I will not be out in public looking like I am high. Trust me, I can become a zombie on it and very unsteady on my feet at times.

When we got to the house she had to get out to come look at my silkies. She fell in love with Q and told me to name my price. Nope not for sale. She then picked out over half of my girls and tried to buy them. Again, not for sale. She did meet Ducky who is being given to her and fell in love. She was ready to take him/her home today but I told her she had to wait until all 5 momma's are done raising it. She loves Bingo, and if Bingo turns out to be a male she wants first dibs on it. I also told her the next white I hatch out she can have. I'm so happy she loves silkies now. If I wanted to, and I do not I could have named a price on them all plus the coop and she would have jumped. She even hinted at that but I let it go in one ear and out the other. I told her to give me time, and she can have all the silkies she wants. Any of my future hatches she gets first right of refusal before I list them.
Love that we have another Silkie convert😄 But really... any chicken convert is a win❣️

Yes, there is pain in therapy & glad you noticed therapy is a different kind of pain from pre-surgery pain. The muscles, nerves, joints, bones, are all affected in therapy as they adjust to the new you. I decided against any Tylenol & couldn't take pain meds (violent stomach reactions worse than the arm pain!!). After a few visits the therapy pains are sometimes worse than other visits but always w/gradual improvement (since I follow thru w/ the exercises at home). My therapy has been extended for 8 months so far cuz they see improvements. It helps that DH can assist in the more difficult exercises.

I'm so jazzed at being able to do light chicken chores, increase my gardening capacity work, get my own self in & out of bed w/no assistance, & pull up my own britches w/ both hands w/ no help any more:old Little baby steps...
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