More of Him - Less of Me
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Sep. 12, 2009
An Up and Down Week
The week started out really nice. My oldest son cooked out on Labor Day and we had my mother-in-law over, too, as well as my son's friend. He cooked hamburgers, chicken, salmon and lots of veggies. It was excellent and healthy. Then the guys played horseshoes and batmitton and just had a great time.
Tuesday, I cleaned house, did laundry, and did things that needed to be done.
Wednesday, I went to the dentist (oh, horror!) and had two fillings done in my front teeth. I'm so thankful that I found those little cavaties behind my teeth. It was kind of a fluke that I found them and I'm very thankful that I did. I would have hated to have had those cavaties go into my roots. As it was, they were an easy fix and I don't have to worry about them now.
Here's where my day goes down the toilet. I went to see the therapist and they were really busy (as always) but they are also short handed. They put me on the bike (I had to remind them that I can't go all the way around because of my knee) then had me do leg lifts. Fine. Then the Physical therapist comes over and starts working on my knee! Okay - I'm there for my back!! I remind him of that. He asks how I've been, I tell him I've been in pain and he asks if I brought my pool stuff. No, I tell him. I keep getting urine tract infections from their pool. He looks at me really weird and then says no one has ever said that before. We were having this conversation in front of another patient. I could tell this upset him but we go on. He then has me lie on my back and he starts moving my right leg about. He pulls on it once and I tell him that it really hurts. He then moves the leg around again - back and forth, back and forth - and then suddenly gives it a HUGE jerk and I move about 6-7 inches down the table and feel a lightening bolt feeling through my lower back. I cry out and he stops. I then start crying. (I never do this unless it is very, very painful!). He wants me to turn on my side. I say, I can't because of the pain. He insists. I tell him, I can't. He insists. I tell him I can't and to go away and come back. I lie there and cry for a long time, but finally get moved over onto my side. Still crying. He came over and rubbed and had one of his helpers pull gently on my left leg. I'm still crying. He then puts the heat and the machine on my back. Everything is still painful, but not as much so - until I go to get up. I thought I would die. It hurt so bad. I had to have one of the guys come and help me down because I was afraid to get off the table by myself. I finally stand, but realize there is no way I can take a step. They grab a chair and I sit. After a while, I try again to stand and walk. It's very slow and I finally take the first, excruciating step. I am telling you, I thought I would collapse from the pain. The girl has to help me out and it takes me forever to get to my car and get it, at which point, I start to cry again from the pain. I have been taking pain pills like crazy ever since and sitting in my recliner with a heating pad trying just to not cough or move too much. It's horrible!! I called my Neurologist today about it, my pain management doctor about it and then the physical therapy place about it. I'm scared that he did something to my all ready damaged discs. I'm angry and upset with him for being so careless that he just didn't pay attention to my chart and be careful before he tried to pull my leg out of it's socket. I'm praying that I don't have a horrible weekend full of pain - or end up in the emergency room because of this.
I'm thankful for my recliner, my heating pad and Advil! I don't think I will be going back to this physical therapy place. I would never feel comfortable letting him work on me again. Prayers are very much welcome and needed!! I know that the hand of the Lord can totally heal me and help me. I'm also thankful that I have the Lord, Jesus!
God bless you - Julie |
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