A journal of events and circumstances in my life, knowing they are all interwoven and always work together for good.
Monday, April 26, 2010
Breakin' Up Is Hard To Do
As you may know I am going to physical therapy twice a week. As I heal, especially my incision, my therapist, Scott, (I thought I would try to humanize him with his name) has started to work on my scar tissue. After a few minutes of deep "massage" which puts at least four fingers wondering when the electrical storm hit, I asked him if everything would just go back in place when he was done and he said "oh no...I'm trying to break up the scar tissue so the nerves and tendons can function again..........uh huh. Something must be working as I was able to eat with two hands tonight for the first time....I'm not sure I will tell Scott, though, I don't want him to become over zealous.
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