Oh my, today was interesting. I had my appointment with 50 shades of Andrew this afternoon and let me tell you, it was utter torture. I did my normal exercises which I already don't like. I swear going to physical therapy reminds me why I hate going to the gym. I get bored so fast with exercises. I know it's important but I'd rather ride my bike or roller blade (is that even still in these days?) instead of standing in front of a mirror watching myself use the bendy board or leaning up against the wall, doing 20 shoulder lifts and then 20 shoulder lifts with my arms extended up the wall? It's probably a weird visual but I'm just not an exercising kind of gal which obviously why I'm in physical therapy.
So Andrew had me lay on the massage chair. Even though I don't enjoy some of the rub downs do to the pain but I do enjoy laying on the table and resting while he works his magic. Today he decided to get this machine out. I thought he said it was an untrasound machine but I don't think that's right. He had a wand and it was warm to the touch. He took the wand and moved it back and forth in a quick motion under my arm where the scar is. It felt good but after a while it was a little annoying. Just imagine someone rubbing the same area over and over again. Anyway, after that he did a deep tissue massage and that's when my eye jumped out of my head. I can't believe the amount of pain. It was like he was hitting all the tender spots as well as all the really tight spots. How can surgery under my arm with just 5 lymph nodes missing be such a pain in my butt? Such minor surgery and so much work to get me back to normal. It's my fault I know.
Anyway, I left feeling good but in pain. I'm exhausted and all I want to do is go home and rest.
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