I can't contain my excitement. My first real trip in many months is days away. The forecast looked marginal at first, but it's improving every time I look ...
I hate rejection, I really do. After nearly five decades on the planet, I can be truthful with everyone including myself about the crushing effect of being turned down. The news at the doctor's office today was the kind of news that borders on rejection. I left the doctors office without another appointment booked. So … Continue reading Rejection is a good thing . . .
and its a good thing! Todays physiotherapy session was unquestionably and convincingly confidence inspiring. It primarily involved testing and evaluation. The purpose, to establish quantitative limits. I can't deny being pleased. Outside of the overhead lifting, The numbers were especially encouraging. Tests involved pulling, pushing, lifting a crate from the floor and placing a crate … Continue reading The weight is getting heavier . . .
I saw the doctor yesterday after a physiotherapy appointment. Despite a diagnosis of a herniated disc, I seemed surprised that the MRI revealed a large disc extrusion. For some reason, numerical dimensions seemed to make it that much more real. Two point three centimeters seems so much like an inch, and inch, well an inch is … Continue reading Weekly recovery: MRI results
The tiny voice inside me would like to whine about how terrible things are. I had an MRI ten days ago. I saw Carmen yesterday, after her two-week hiatus for arthroscopic knee surgery to repair a torn meniscus. When I was done with physiotherapy yesterday, I was left with another uneasy "shit is there ever a … Continue reading Herniated Disc: 7.5 Weeks of Progress
Is getting better supposed to make you feel worse? It's not that physiotherapy isn't working, I am experiencing slow improvement. There is a but; the recovery process isn't linear and I am often questioning my progress. On the plus side, I don't feel the mind numbing pain which began this. I am no longer taking … Continue reading The currency of growth
This isn't where I wanted to start this blog. Then again, maybe I wouldn't have got around to it at all if life hadn't . . .