Ow. Poor me.
Feb. 28th, 2007 12:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I went to a physiotherapist last week. She said that I had an impressively stiff back along its entire length, and that my lumbar curve was (is) non-existent, causing stress on the thoracic and cervical regions, explaining both my back pain and headaches over the last few years. She felt around in my back muscles with her thumb up to the second knuckle for a while while I used a large amount of bio-feedback to avoid spasming at the pain and undoing her work. I booked an appointment for last night, 18:15.
I left work at 17:30 for the 14km drive to my appointment in Elsternwick.
The physio's secretary called at 18:30, asking if I had forgotten the appointment. "No," I forced through gritted teeth, 'I haven't forgotten," and looked at the traffic around me in South Melbourne. I made a new appointment for 18:45 on Friday.
I arrived home at 18:45, unpleased.
I am still unpleased. Mim asks me, often, why I don't leave work earlier. This is why: it makes too little a difference to my arrival time at home to be worth it. Why should I spend another hour in traffic, for the benefit of arriving home ten minutes after the girls go to bed, rather than half an hour after, but only half an hour on the road?
In the meantime, though, I am still in pain, which never goes away. And now I have to wait another three days before I can get more help for it. Fuck.
I left work at 17:30 for the 14km drive to my appointment in Elsternwick.
The physio's secretary called at 18:30, asking if I had forgotten the appointment. "No," I forced through gritted teeth, 'I haven't forgotten," and looked at the traffic around me in South Melbourne. I made a new appointment for 18:45 on Friday.
I arrived home at 18:45, unpleased.
I am still unpleased. Mim asks me, often, why I don't leave work earlier. This is why: it makes too little a difference to my arrival time at home to be worth it. Why should I spend another hour in traffic, for the benefit of arriving home ten minutes after the girls go to bed, rather than half an hour after, but only half an hour on the road?
In the meantime, though, I am still in pain, which never goes away. And now I have to wait another three days before I can get more help for it. Fuck.
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Date: 2007-02-28 05:19 am (UTC)There's a very good reason why I dislike taking the car to work, especially if I'm running late. If I leave around 7:15am, I get in around 8am. 7:30? Get in around 8:30. 8am? Forget anything earlier than about 9:30 (probably an exaggeration, but not by much.)
In comparison, if I take the bike, it takes me just 45 minutes, regardless of when I leave. The only reason I didn't take the bike today was a flat tyre, and me not having time to find the tools to change it (sigh.)
Good luck with the physio. Ask her for stretches you can do; they should help.
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Date: 2007-02-28 11:09 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-02-28 11:15 pm (UTC)Good luck, and best wishes for a speedy recovery.
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Date: 2007-02-28 11:22 pm (UTC)ie: show her what you're doing, and get her feedback on that. (Joy of ambiguity ...)
Again, good luck.
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Date: 2007-02-28 11:46 pm (UTC)But thank you.