1. Life history from when I was a child.
2. Medications I'm on.
3. Name all operations I've had.....I could only remember 5....but Mr. Physio said that was good enough.
4. Where does it hurt.
5. Why does it hurt.
6. Walk down the public hallway in your bare feet with your pant legs rolled up so Mr. Physio can watch me walk.
7. Lay on flat surface on my back....while anything that isn't attached firmly to muscle, falls either to the left or the right.
8. Tell Mr. Physio if it hurts when he puts his weight on your thigh;-)
9. Roll over onto my stomach (with a great deal of trouble.....while telling Mr. Physio how much you need to lose weight and how awful post-menopausal weight gain really is a pain - in the butt)
10. While Mr. Physio rolls up my shirt, I'm praying that all my fat rolls aren't too obvious....knowing, of course, that they are...
11. Lie there while Mr. Physio pushes in tender areas on lower back, whereupon, I try hard not to let fly with a leg hammer lock on him while he is maneuvering my SI joint.
11. Roll back over on my back while Mr. Physio takes hammer to hip and knee joints....at least that's one thing I impressed him with...good reflex action.
12. Smile and listen to Mr. Physio tell me all the things that need to be done for my back to improve...one being "sloppy push-ups". (I think he's taking pity on me in my senior years and not making me do the real deals....not that I could!)
So, if you ever plan on going for your first trip to the physiotherapist, go prepared to stay a while and answer some embarrassing questions and for a man to observe and handle whatever lumps and bumps you may have attached to your person. Even at 62, life can be interesting and humiliating. To make me feel better, I came home and looked at my flowers....
1 comment:
The flowers are beautiful. And I think that you are another beautiful part of life. Your beauty might be more interior than exterior at this time of life but it is there and it shines out for anyone to see that takes a look.
Hope all the prodding helps with the pain.
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