On January 7, 2012, I was rear-Tboned by a large SUV. In my brand new car. Literally. We had made one payment on the Corolla. Long story short, I messed up my right shoulder and arm. After three months of physical therapy, my doctor ordered arthroscopic surgery of my shoulder. May 31st rolled around, the surgery was completed, and I was put back into PT. (That’s about as brief as I can make the story.)
Today, I began Phase III of the shoulder rehabilitation program and introduced 1 lb weights to begin strengthening the arm. Mind you, this comes on the heels of a painful few days due to a muscle spasm in my deltoid… which had to be worked out through a deep tissue massage by my therapist. It’s a love-hate relationship these days with my PT. Love it because it helps, hate it because it hurts.
What I’ve Learned from 7 Months of Physical Therapy:
- Your therapist is both your friend and your worst enemy, only unlike your friends, they don’t care what you think of their methods.
- Just because I stop breathing doesn’t mean my therapist is going to stop the exercise.
- Regular, daily used household items can double as torture instruments when in the hands of a physical therapist. Rubber bands, folding chairs, paint rollers, and rubber gloves are scary things.
- “Would you like some Biofreeze on that?” is a cunning ploy used by therapists to make “deep tissue massage” sound more appealing.
- Saying “I can’t” makes no difference. You’re going to do it anyways.
- Losing count during repetitions just means you get to start over again.
- Asking me about movies, travel, or work does not take my mind off the pain, it simply challenges my multi-tasking abilities.
- Ice and Ibuprofen: the recipe for relief
- “Try this” never turns out the way you think it will.
- No Pain, No Gain
All that being said, I am truly thankful for the physical therapists that have been working with me over the past 7 months. While it is still far in the future, there is an end in sight only because of them. Thank you, James and Eric, for putting up with my complaining, pushing me through the pain, and helping me along this road to recovery!