...the absent-minded ramblings of a sometime diva, hyperactive yarn ya-ya.

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Thursday, October 05, 2006

Well, heck

My physical therapist has officially given up on me. What this means is that after several PT sessions, I have had no measurable improvement in the amount of pain I am experiencing in my hip and leg. Now I have to go back to my GP, probably for an MRI and hope that it shows what the h-e-double-hockey-sticks is going on down there and that it is something that is reparablw without surgery or other major undertaking. Argh, sigh and OW, goshdarnit.

Okay, I admit it, my vocabulary has sincerely taken a turn for the worse since this started giving me problems. Is it a bad thing when the first words out of your mouth every morning are a mantra of ow and the f-word?


Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hell, that's like my mantra for LIFE, let alone draggin' my butt outta bed ;)


October 07, 2006 2:47 PM  
Blogger Anna said...

PT is a pain - I'm sorry it didn't work for you. Mine worked fairly well - my PT didn't give up on me, I gave up on her when the sessions started leaving me worse off then when I skipped them!

October 07, 2006 5:01 PM  

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