Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Post 24

Post 23
My Truckalogue

My PT appointment was at 2PM. They still hadn't seen me at 2:20, so when the young girl finally quit gossiping with the other girl about their boyfriends, I told her I wanted to cut today short. I explained that I had expected to be seen at 2, and that I wasn't feeling well. Told her it wasn't my shoulder - cortisone had helped it a lot - but a cold or flu or something.

So all she did today was the strenth/resistance tests (against her own power) and put the little electrode deals on my shoulder for 15 mins. As I was leaving I asked if she know what "pulling a 5th wheel" was. She didn't. So I explained the most strenuous things I have to do in my job, and that I was expecting to recover to the point I was before I fell. Told her if I couldn't use my right shoulder, I might as well quit now.

The girl looked like a teenager, but seemed to know what she was talking about. She said I would be strengthening the rotar cuff muscles, and that would pull the humerous down into the joint like it's supposed to be. As it is, the humerous is 'riding high', aggrivating the stuff in the upper part of the joint. It's an interesting thought.

Anyway, I came home, walked Buddy, and posted the Sean Hannity thing at 24hourcampfire. I still feel like doodoo, so I'm gonna go lay down in a little while.

Maybe I'll feel better tomorrow.