I never realized PT would be so grueling, but it is. Especially when it’s a rainy week, because my knee is now an actual weather barometer and it swells and throbs whenever rain is in the forecast.
Still, I love my PT and he clearly knows what he’s doing. Says it’s really important not to lose the bend in my knee (telling me this while he’s pushing my kneecap down on the table as I grit my teeth).
So yesterday, we started with me sitting in a chair and resting my foot on a large yoga ball. He told me it would give me a good stretch and God, he was right. But after five minutes, the pain was so bad, I felt like my eyeballs were rolling around in my head.
I did it again today, here at home. It doesn’t hurt as much as it did yesterday, so that’s good, I guess. Onward!
I have an inoperable skull based brain tumor. I’ve been living with it for years. Barely living. A few years ago, I went to a PT, hoping to get some help for the various neurological problems I deal with every day. The PT, who specializes in neurological conditions, was kind, but she said since the tumor could not be removed, I wasn’t a candidate for rehab, because I wasn’t rehabbing. Any PT would potentially hurt me far more than help me. I was devastated that there was nothing to be done. No ‘work’ I could do to help myself get any better. I’m telling this story because even though PT is hard, what is even harder is knowing there is no light at the end of the tunnel, no hope for improvement.
I wish you the best, Susie. Keep going.
I am so sorry, Beata. That is devastating. One of my dear friends died of a brain tumor, and her struggle has stayed with me. I hope you find something that at least alleviates some of your pain.