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It's morning. I'm awake. So far, so good.
The physical therapist I saw Wednesday was a lot better than the one last week. She didn't do anything to make my shoulder worse, and I am very, very, cautiously hopeful about it getting better. (Still, if I think about it and relax, I start crying just from accumulated pain and fear.) The new PT did not even try to push beyond what I could do without pain. She was very respectful of my limits. She never even told me to raise my hand to a particular height. It was always "raise your hand as far as you can, then stop when it starts to hurt." There's *some* challenge for me in that, because the baseline pain was so high it was hard to tell the difference between that and the very beginning of the scary pain flare. And because I'm always afraid pain is going to be like my hand pain, and only announce I've triggered it hours later.
The physical therapist I saw Wednesday was a lot better than the one last week. She didn't do anything to make my shoulder worse, and I am very, very, cautiously hopeful about it getting better. (Still, if I think about it and relax, I start crying just from accumulated pain and fear.) The new PT did not even try to push beyond what I could do without pain. She was very respectful of my limits. She never even told me to raise my hand to a particular height. It was always "raise your hand as far as you can, then stop when it starts to hurt." There's *some* challenge for me in that, because the baseline pain was so high it was hard to tell the difference between that and the very beginning of the scary pain flare. And because I'm always afraid pain is going to be like my hand pain, and only announce I've triggered it hours later.
