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dodger_sister) wrote2013-03-20 09:43 pm
dodger_sister) wrote2013-03-20 09:43 pm
Sweatin To The Oldies.
So, I’ve started back at therapy. This last appointment I had this new PT. And I feel everything tightening up again already. For one, his actual stretching was not nearly aggressive enough and also apparently he doesn’t believe in heat after a massage, despite that’s my usual routine. I told them they could switch up my therapist whenever they need to because I know my routine and can just tell a new person what to do next. I’m not a hard case when it comes to my neck, and I am very active in my own care, so I pay attention to what all is done during my sessions. But none of that matters, if the guy won’t listen to me when I tell him what’s next!
And it’s really too bad he didn’t work out, because I liked him. He didn’t even make me wear the stupid gown. As you can probably guess, I have issues putting on what is basically a hospital gown and I always end up in a fight with a new therapist over it. Except for K, and Idk if that’s because he always lets me have my own way or because he knows my weird PTSD issues without me having to tell him, but with every therapist since K, it’s been a fight. Yes, I have my shirt off, but I’m wearing a bra and they should be a professional and I’m behind a curtain in my own space, so why do I have to wear a gown? I just never feel comfortable saying to someone new, “I have issues.” Mostly it’s okay because the atmosphere there is so easy going and un-medical, but I’d still rather not. And this guy actually offered me the chance to forgo the gown, without me even bringing it up. He said, “I’m fine with it, if you’re fine with it,” and I said, “Omg, I love you!” So it really is too bad he wasn’t up to the job of beating my neck into submission.
So, K was there when I came in and we haven’t seen each other in months. I went right back to my booth and got started on my ultrasound. I was working with a new aide, some young girl who was saying how she has only been there three months and is still getting her footing. So, you know, newbie. I was facing the wall, away from the curtain, chatting and all of a sudden, someone is slobbering all over the side of my face. It was very wet! And then K just runs off. And the poor newbie girl goes, “Omg, that wasn’t me! I didn’t do that! Oh no, he was signaling at me to stay quiet, but I didn’t know what he was going to do to you! What was that?!” Her reaction was hysterical! Then when I described it to my sister, she said, “Kind of like a dog licking up the side of your face?” and yes, yes, that is exactly what it was like.
In final exercise news, I have this new Punky Brewster ‘exercise’ icon. It’s cute, cuz Punky is cute, but I looked everywhere for a suitable exercise icon; Oliver and/or Diggle working out, Eliot Spencer in the boxing ring, CJ Cregg on the treadmill, Jayne pumping iron. But to find those, I have to wade through endless other icons, just searching for that one needle in the haystack of the person in question working out. So, anybody got an exercise icon that’s cool if I snag? Something along those lines? Punky’s good for now, but eventually I’ll want to change it up again and I just can’t seem to find anything out there to my liking.
That is all.
And it’s really too bad he didn’t work out, because I liked him. He didn’t even make me wear the stupid gown. As you can probably guess, I have issues putting on what is basically a hospital gown and I always end up in a fight with a new therapist over it. Except for K, and Idk if that’s because he always lets me have my own way or because he knows my weird PTSD issues without me having to tell him, but with every therapist since K, it’s been a fight. Yes, I have my shirt off, but I’m wearing a bra and they should be a professional and I’m behind a curtain in my own space, so why do I have to wear a gown? I just never feel comfortable saying to someone new, “I have issues.” Mostly it’s okay because the atmosphere there is so easy going and un-medical, but I’d still rather not. And this guy actually offered me the chance to forgo the gown, without me even bringing it up. He said, “I’m fine with it, if you’re fine with it,” and I said, “Omg, I love you!” So it really is too bad he wasn’t up to the job of beating my neck into submission.
So, K was there when I came in and we haven’t seen each other in months. I went right back to my booth and got started on my ultrasound. I was working with a new aide, some young girl who was saying how she has only been there three months and is still getting her footing. So, you know, newbie. I was facing the wall, away from the curtain, chatting and all of a sudden, someone is slobbering all over the side of my face. It was very wet! And then K just runs off. And the poor newbie girl goes, “Omg, that wasn’t me! I didn’t do that! Oh no, he was signaling at me to stay quiet, but I didn’t know what he was going to do to you! What was that?!” Her reaction was hysterical! Then when I described it to my sister, she said, “Kind of like a dog licking up the side of your face?” and yes, yes, that is exactly what it was like.
In final exercise news, I have this new Punky Brewster ‘exercise’ icon. It’s cute, cuz Punky is cute, but I looked everywhere for a suitable exercise icon; Oliver and/or Diggle working out, Eliot Spencer in the boxing ring, CJ Cregg on the treadmill, Jayne pumping iron. But to find those, I have to wade through endless other icons, just searching for that one needle in the haystack of the person in question working out. So, anybody got an exercise icon that’s cool if I snag? Something along those lines? Punky’s good for now, but eventually I’ll want to change it up again and I just can’t seem to find anything out there to my liking.
That is all.
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lol You picked up on that, did you? I swear, being friends with a workaholic is a chore and a half. When you are running from patient to patient, only then to run out the door to some other thing (though at least that is usually family-related), and this is an everyday occurrence, well, then I side-eye you. If you don't have five minutes for yourself, you're doing something wrong. I tell him this, but he just scolds me that he already has a mother, thank you very much, even if he knows I am right.
I always want to punch them in the face and then drag their noses through the truth, as if they are a puppy who pooped in the wrong place.
ahahahaha OMG. I mean, I am sorry you had those horrible past experiences with medical personnel that made you think they are all stupid asshats who can't even use their fucking ears - but I delight in you joining me in rage-face over their stupidity - because omg, JUST DO WHAT I TELL YOU! That's what I always feel like when I work with a new person. And it's never been much of a problem at pt before because even people I haven't worked with know me, have seen me around, know that I have been a patient for several years and that I don't need kid gloves on or anything - but the last TWO appointments have been with brand new people who had to like introduce themselves to me. Which means not only don't they know my body yet, they also don't know ME or how I work or anything about me that might signal to them, "Listen to her!" I mean, medical people should always listen to patients, but I have noticed so many of the pt patients are not people who are otherwise unhealthy, they are mostly there for injuries, so a lot of them don't actually know their own bodies or pay attention to the things they should be paying attention to or have any understanding of how PT works - especially the teenage athlete injuries - but when you introduce yourself and ask, "And how did you injure your neck?" and I tell you I have been living with arthritis for 34 years, maybe I know what I'm talking about when it comes to my own body!!
/end rant /deep sigh/ I feel better now. ;)
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See, a trap door in the roof of the gym had blown open, letting rain pour in on my stage set. They didn't believe me when I told them they just needed to get up there and shut the fucking door. PUNCHES. SO MANY PUNCHES.
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What? BUT THAT'S JUST LOGIC!! When a door blows open, YOU SHUT IT!!!!
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