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Jun. 9th, 2003 01:52 pmOkay, I'm feeling better about the new physical therapist again. We were less rushed this time, and I felt like she was listening to me a lot more. (Which is good, because I have a lot to say, and if she's going to spend a lot of time reinventing the wheel, it'll be a major waste of my time.) I'm happy with the alignment work we're doing, and I feel like there's a good chance I can get a lot out of this.
Of course, I'm also really frustrated over how much there still is to do. It makes me glad that I took some time off from physical therapy to just focus on the martial arts -- because they make me feel strong and able, whereas sometimes in physical therapy I really feel like I need a break from all the negatives. I have to be able to see myself as healthy, and capable or it's really hard to keep on track.
And then there were the blatantly obvious comments. "You know, your calves are really overdeveloped even considering the rest of your musculature." "No shit!" (I'm pretty sure I'd told her that. Oh well - that was when I was wearing long pants, so it wasn't quite so grotesquely obvious.) "This is really one tough ankle!" (after I pointed out that working on knee alignment wasn't going to get us very far unless the ankle was going to support it. Why, yes, much of my right ankle is just a giant mass of scar tissue. But I *know* that. And it's gotten a lot better. And I'm more amused than annoyed. Yes, I like to think it's starting to sink in just how much damage there has been, and a) that I'm able to do a lot more with it than she'd expect and b) that it's gotten a lot better even if there are a lot of problems.
Craig's coming home and we're going to practice partner yoga. And that sounds just about perfect. I want to do something fun that feels good, to get the taste of all those frustrating exercises out of my mouth.
Of course, I'm also really frustrated over how much there still is to do. It makes me glad that I took some time off from physical therapy to just focus on the martial arts -- because they make me feel strong and able, whereas sometimes in physical therapy I really feel like I need a break from all the negatives. I have to be able to see myself as healthy, and capable or it's really hard to keep on track.
And then there were the blatantly obvious comments. "You know, your calves are really overdeveloped even considering the rest of your musculature." "No shit!" (I'm pretty sure I'd told her that. Oh well - that was when I was wearing long pants, so it wasn't quite so grotesquely obvious.) "This is really one tough ankle!" (after I pointed out that working on knee alignment wasn't going to get us very far unless the ankle was going to support it. Why, yes, much of my right ankle is just a giant mass of scar tissue. But I *know* that. And it's gotten a lot better. And I'm more amused than annoyed. Yes, I like to think it's starting to sink in just how much damage there has been, and a) that I'm able to do a lot more with it than she'd expect and b) that it's gotten a lot better even if there are a lot of problems.
Craig's coming home and we're going to practice partner yoga. And that sounds just about perfect. I want to do something fun that feels good, to get the taste of all those frustrating exercises out of my mouth.
