Excitement in anticipation of a much heralded physical intervention to ameliorate the ravages of neck, foot, and shoulder surgery almost tingled when I rung up the Center. This was going to be easy, being altogether quite fit but needing a tune up. Miss Peppy answered and reviewed the need for a personal visit for an evaluation before scheduling sessions. What? Why wasn’t a script enough; certainly my physician knows what’s best for me! Nope, it starts with an evaluation visit.
Off I scurry to the evaluation visit only to find three other cheery folks there, each with a unique title with a flattened sense of hierarchy. The clinic lead was leaving for vacation so a substitute PT conducted my on-site evaluation. Range of motion, strength, and flexibility baselines were part of the process. I had hardly recovered from the stress of this process and in my vulnerable state agreed to schedule therapy twi a week for what seemed like forever.
Session one was fabulous and included a relaxing neck massage to smooth out the lime size lumps in my “traps.” The actual exercises seemed mild enough and going home I was thrilled. Now we are in week umpteenth. The weakness is me! I am not energetic to engage in twice a week regimented exercise. My body is tired even though I am fitter each week.
The physical conundrum…. Better with exercise and PT. Problem with the spirit is willing but…