Ghost Light (ghost_light) wrote,
Ghost Light

What a week

Wednesday I saw my wonderful OT after a 2 week break (She was out of town again). She beat me up right, really worked at my left arm. She was rather skeptical about the surgeon's comments (A spasming trap? Did he happen to notice it doesn't follow any one muscle group and it's squishy?) and the new PT. She says that putting people with shoulder and neck issues in for swim therapy goes in waves (HA!) but agreed it was worth a try. She'd give calling the lump Stephanie a try it if helped.

I saw the new PT on Thursday for another pre-pool evaluation. She just squealed over how tight the lump is. That's the strange thing, nurses and therapists always tell me it's among the worst they have every seen, most doctors just kind of shrug. She also noticed one of my hands might be bigger than the other, so she got out the equipment and I got my first mechanically measured grip test (as opposed to pull, I mean squeeze, my finger). She just took a class in active release and would love to try it on me. I don't see that happening since seeing the OT, the PT and pool therapy could equal 4 days a week.

The pool therapy was interesting. There was a big group. I was the youngest one there. I was also the only one who could get around easily on my own, there were a lot of crutches and canes. One of the older women came in with her daughter. This wasn't like someone my age coming in with mom, it was more like someone my mom's age bringing in her aunt. Everyone worked independently instead of all of us lining up to go through the same exercises like I expected.

I started out just walking around the shallow end pushing a water noodle in front of me like a shopping cart. My shoulder got tired of that pretty quickly, so I was demoted to just walking around swinging my arms gently. Everyone had a noodle, or little weight-shaped hand floaties or foam waist braces. Some enterprising souls had all three. People who weren't walking gathered in little clumps to talk while they floated at the edge of the deep end and worked their legs. One lady looked me up and down and then said in a half-condemning and half-jealous tone 'You're not using any equipment at all!"

I didn't talk to many people. An older gentleman and I walked a couple laps together and he told me most of his story. "Most people who hurt their back have pain," he repeated a few times. "I didn't know I hurt my back until half my leg was paralyzed. Now I'm learning how to walk again." He also told me how he had idiopathic scoliosis from working as a logger and only using his left arm to work the machine. They were able to fix that though.

My shoulder got tired of gentle swinging, so I got demoted again to just sitting on the stairs, trying to let it relax and periodically doing gentle turns to loosen my thoracic spine. I felt silly just sitting, plus the PT did most of her instructing from the stairs, so I resolved to do my sitting in the hot tub and went back to walking. The PT gave me a couple of the weight-shaped floaties and I overdid it a bit gently reaching out with each arm.

I going to just go to my OT once a week and try the swim therapy once a week for at least a few weeks. I hurt like a bastard all afternoon. I tried to hand some x-ray files to a driver and I couldn't straighten my arm out all the way holding them. I feel like a little T-Rex.

We're meeting Dave and Krista for walkies along the coastal trail and then dinner, so I'll be good and worked out before going into auditions this weekend.
Tags: chronic pain, directing

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