You may remember that last month I stopped everything and wrote a prayer here in the midst of one of my "bad days." It was more of a plea for help than anything, and it was an acknowledgement that I controlled nothing. Since then some things have changed.
What I had prayed was, "I need to ask you a favor, God. I need for you to send me just the right doctor. One with his eyes and ears fully engaged and his diagnostic skills the best.. .I just need one with a sharp mind and steady hands."
A day or so after that, I called and got an appointment with the physical therapy clinic down the road from me. I didn't have a lot of hope, but I had a lot of determination. I went in with an open mind and open ears. It took a session and a half for Ken to get my medical history (all specific to my spine). Many people in his position might have said, "Well, we'll do what we can." Or they would have blown smoke. I can always spot that. If someone tells me they can make me as good as new, I don't believe them anymore.
Since then, Ken has started giving me one or two new gentle exercises every time I see him, which is 3 times a week right now. He either does heat or ice (with or without electrical stimulation) along with gentle mobilizations. He's been honest with me. He has gone easy on me. At first I thought that there was no way he could make the pain go away with the gentle movements he was using.
But in just 2 weeks of working with him, I need less medication. I have improved mobility in my neck. I have fewer headaches. And he is even working on the shoulder that was gradually becoming frozen from tendinitis (so my doctor said). Ken said it was impingement, so he worked aggressively on that this morning.
I'm a believer.
My body isn't "all better" but it is better. I have noticed my mind and heart opening, as well. In some ways, it is scaring me. There are a lot of emotions that I haven't dealt with because I've been so busy dealing with the pain for the last few years. It's amazing what that can do to a person.
I'm still waiting for the other shoe to drop, though. I had dreams last night about needing an alarm system in my house. I thought that was pretty symbolic of my body's alarm system failing to misfire all the time now. It is trying to tell me that the sky is still falling, but I'm skeptical now.
Funny how those prayers get answered. I wasn't sure God was listening to me anymore, but he sent me a care provider who has healing properties in his mind and hands. Amazing!
Peace - D