Monday, September 8, 2014

So I did what I was told...

...And I went to the rehab, rehabilitation center, for PT, physical therapy, of course Hubby drove.

When we arrived, apparently, my today's PT person, Paula, was running a wee bit late, my appointment was for 11:00 A.M. and we arrived at 10:49 A.M. and yet she picked me up from the waiting room a bit after the appointed time.

Today was to be a forty-five minute program and to my dismay she had no indication of what we were to do today.

I was insistent that the PA, physician's assistant, Maryanna from the ortho's, orthopedics office, had sent the fax over with my personal needs’ plan, by most likely Friday, I had seen her on Thursday, but none could be found.
And so we winged it; I did recall that we had discussed, due to my exacerbation of my pain symptoms and being still on the steroid pack to have the ultrasound machine used, and so that is what was done for the whole session.

My pain has slowly been diminishing as the days wear on, thankfully.
Although, an odd area of pain began last week totally unrelated to my wild-child escapades of climbing and tossing, translation, going up on two steps on a step stool and tossing a 5’X8’ throw wool rug over a four foot fence, whoa, crazy…!

Any-who, this pain is in an embarrassing spot/place, dare I say… no, not down there, yes above what I euphemistically call my remembrance of my waistline, but below my shoulders, and holding its own above my heart on my left side and to the center near that bone we press under to perform CPR, but the soft tissue to the left of that is severely in pain, even with all these medications in me, including the steroids, but just to be clear this started before I started the steroids, in fact I told the PA Maryanna about it last Thursday.

I had thought and asked her that maybe that slight bulge of mine in the thoracic region could be the culprit and she said no, and I told her my mammogram this past spring was normal and my heart was examined at the hospital when I was there the end of this past April, and that I am on GERD meds and so we were both at a loss…
Although it does meet the criteria for a muscle pull, but it’s on the wrong side of where all my other injuries were caused by my frivolity! PS If you must really know... yes it is my LEFT BREAST! I said as I blushed, this one, as so has the other, has had two lumpectomies that were benign thankfully...!

Fortunately, I have my internist appointment later this week for the results of my blood-work and my flu shot too. Maryanna suggested asking her, the M.D. internist, Dr. Nord, who also provides all my mammograms and bone density test appointment setups too.

Maybe it will be gone by then, who knows but, one would think with all the stuff in me Gabapentin 600 mg. and still Baclofen 60 mg. as well as the steroids to go along with too many other legal prescribed meds… I suppose anything is possible, but nothing is new except what I started taking after that particular pain site had established itself.

A bit of a mystery…
Even in the pool it rings louder than all the other parts that have had their screams heard earlier in this past week of joyous downfalls…

The best part though really is that no matter how badly one might feel, if it appears to be your worst; think of this way… it can go two ways, either get much, much worse and outdo itself or… get much, much better and then, no worries, true?

On that noted logic allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very happy good night and ask you to kindly count all your blessings and share all your overages with you know who and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear!

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