Physical Therapy

Aren’t you glad I didn’t include any pictures?

It all started well over a year ago when I pulled a groin muscle. At the time I considered it nothing special because I’d pulled the muscles on one or both sides many times while getting on my bicycle or standing up and moving away from my desk too quickly.

Usually I’d limp around for a couple of weeks, then be fine. I’m not sure when that stopped being the case. By the time I realized that even through it might heal up on it’s own, it wouldn’t stay healed, then months had gone by and the damage was done.

I didn’t realize I’d been crippled. I thought it just hurt. What scared me enough to push me to the doctor’s office is that the pain rapidly increased and spread. With visions of cancer in the back of my mind, I had x-rays taken and went in to see a hip doctor.

The doctor moved my leg around. In the process I discovered that there were motions I assumed I could make that I no longer could. I couldn’t lift my left knee while laying on my right. I could no longer bring the leg down at certain angles. It wasn’t stopped by pain. It simply wouldn’t go.

When I was in college I could do the splits, then rotate to face the other leg without getting up between. I knew those days were gone, but to be unable to do even the most basic of motions? What a shock.

Now I’m doing a set of six exercises one or two times a day. I’m getting better fast. My physical therapist says I may even be able to ride my bicycle again by the end of the month. I’m looking forward to it.