No kidding.
Personal Trauma
Pissed and Threatening retribution
Plaintive wails and Tears
Pity and Terror
Who are these people?
Why would they think they’re helping folks?
I saw one elderly lady. PTing from a hip thing.
She was crying horribly.
I felt so sad for her.
As I was fighting with my therapist.
She wanted my foot to move in a way that was excruciating. Come on, lady. I’d like to be able to, frankly, walk outta here. Which may happen sooner than she thought.
I know, I know. The sales pitch sez it’s good for me, will help me.
Nope, nope, nope!
Nothing that’s that painful is ever good. Trust me. I’m going by experience. If it hurts, don’t do it. Full stop.
Pain means run away. Avoid it.
Well, I’m definitely gonna flunk out.
( Not that it’s much of a surprise, I’ve never managed PT very well)
I may initiate a total walk (limp) out next time. Hmmm?
It’ll be in the paper. Headline: “Ms.Wrek takes on Acme Physical Therapy”
Excuse me while I find out who my fellow PTers are.
I gotta an email to write.
Several years ago, I had surgery for a torn rotator cuff in my left arm. I’m right-handed, so it was a mystery how my left shoulder got messed up. Anyway, rotator cuff repair surgery means physical therapy.
The place I frequented had the main guy as the full-fledged Physical Therapist, with the degrees and all the impressive initials after his name. I named him “Snidely Whiplash.” NYAH-AH-AH!
Snidely had a rotating assortment of assistants. And they were all as evil and conniving as Snidely.
One of the assistants was pregnant. There was nothing warm, nururing, or compassionate about her. I started muttering things about her, cursing her with having to cope with colic, diaper rash, and early teething. I predicted sleepless nights, projectile vomiting, and squirting diapers.
I’m the one with the very broken foot. That’s just barely mending. I have a real fear of a re-breaking. Especially after I signed the release that said it could happen.
PTs here in MSP are terrific. My wife and I have both had sessions with them and have no complaints. Also, our exercise instructor is a working PT. I don’t know about elsewhere, but the requirement here is a minimum BA. A lot of them are PhD holders. The therapy for my knee was appropriate and relatively without pain (other than flexing the knee).
Current standards (2016) require a PhD. PTs employed before that are grandfathered in with a masters (mid-1990s). Unless you’re wicked old (like my sister) few working PTs today have just a BA/BS.
Currently undergoing PT for balance issues with the same guy I did a course of therapy with for my neck.
I accuse him frequently of being a sadist, he smilingly agrees, and we go on to the next torment he’s devised.
Actually, he’s a great therapist, he doesn’t push me beyond where I can go, taking note and adjusting his plan if some body part is grumpy that day, and I’ve made excellent progress working with him.
ETA: One exercise is to walk a straight line holding a PVC pipe about six feet long. Sounds really easy, eh? Well, it would be, if the tube, capped at both ends, weren’t partially filled with water that sloshes back and forth as you move.
The amount I hated PT at the beginning was almost exactly the amount I love having had it now. In fact, thinking about having to start it over again is the only thing that keeps me doing my home exercises.
I must be lucky. One experience with PT and it was wonderful. I had a cervical disc causing pain. My PT consisted of sitting with a hydroculator on my neck (moist heat) for 15 minutes, then massage, then traction.
The traction felt soooo good! I kept asking the PT guy to increase the traction force. I reached the upper limit and the guy would joke about it pulling my head off.
Three visits a week and in two weeks my neck was cured.
I don’t know what they did to me yesterday but I woke up this morning pain free, oddly.
I lay there stretching my good leg and foot. And gently stretching my other leg trying not to involve my foot. That would hurt, or has before.
I sat up and put my feet over. Stood up. And looked over and saw my rug. I was laying face down on the floor. I don’t know what happened. It was like my foot wasn’t there.
Ivy was there and I got up with her hovering. It’s her way to make me do everything, she’s just a spotter, I guess.
I got back up sitting on the bed. Still, no pain.
Well, except rug burn on one knee.
I got the brace and boot on and got up. I was able to walk.
I just don’t know what happened.
@kayaker- Son-of-a-wrek has traction treatments regularly. He has pain from former injury to his neck. He loves it. He says the same thing, “one day they’re gonna pull my head off!”
Ended up back at the Ortho. X-rays. The whole drill. Even had my other foot and ankle x-rayed and my right wrist. They are just sore, no fractures.
My left foot is re-broken. Not from PT, they say🤔.
My foot is rebound.
I’m to expect swelling and pain.
It seems ok, for now.
No throbbing or blue toes.
I have meds. Thank heaven no shot in the foot.
Tomorrow is dialysis the Ortho PA will come over and check me, there.
