Listening to: Our Swords by Band of Horses
Husband attended my ritual 08:15 Saturday morning Yoga class. Naturally we had to embark on our journey way too early; ended up getting there before the studio was even open, in fact we were twenty minutes early. On the other hand, this did allow for us to get a great spot on the floor. Good job Clarence.
I’d like to take this moment to also point out that Clarence made perfect trees during class. His branches didn’t sway in the breeze either. He was perfectly still; from head to toe Clarence was connected to the universe. He let me know that he dedicated his practice to the men and women that are currently deployed. Hoping that they all return to their families in the same condition that they left Okinawa.
I, however, selfishly dedicated my practice to my stupid legs. I tried willing them to heal with my mind. My thought process kind of went like this … “If my legs are better, I will be in better condition to help other people. I will also be able to deal with less intelligent members of the faculty by way of running, and therefore not scratching their eyes out.” So in the end, it really does benefit the people.
Later on in the news …On Tuesday, August 16th the Naval Physical Therapist I was working with since the month of June has discharged me from his care because I am not pain free by now. Yes, you read that right.
He said he knew I was doing the RX and that my legs seem stronger and my balance has definitely improved. He noted that he can always tell when someone is or is not doing the prescribed regimen. He also noted that he hoped to start me on a walk/run program by this time but since I still have pain at the ITB insertion spot on both legs, it was a “no go” and there was nothing more he could do.
He then refused my request to receive a final dry needle treatment and said that he would refer me back to the doctor that referred me to him. Hmmm … I’m thinking his plan of action pretty much seems like total horse crap. I felt really bitter leaving his office. I have to give him some credit because my legs definitely feel at least 50% better than they did when I started PT but ditching me mid treatment does not make me fan. I’ll have you know that I didn’t shed one tear in his office or on the way to my car. (Flat leaver, rat bastard.)
I dialed Husband from the confines of my car and before he even answered the faucets were on full blast. Not to worry chaps … Clarence fixed everything! Not only did he talk to another Physical Therapist at his gym who is willing to work with me, but he also ordered me some killer compression running tights for when I’m ready to hit the pavement again. He also listened to my blubbering on the phone for a full ten minutes without one single sigh.
Let’s face facts people, only a handful of men know what to do with lady that is sobbing on the phone. He handled it like a champion and I immediately felt hopeful again. Nice work husband.
My new PT appointment starts on Tuesday the 30th at Cross Fit Asia. In the meantime I will continue to do my original RX, I am seeking out some acupuncture places and I’m adding a sports massage once a week for good measure. We’ll see who wins this round.
Last but not least I emailed a good friend of mine about how a novice would begin meditation. She sent me an amazing download of exactly how to get started, this link: www.tm.org and all that I have to look forward to in the near future. I am so grateful for her positive energy and guidance. I’ve already started preparing the “alter”. Thanks L-Boogie!!
PS Yoga teacher training begins next Saturday! I can hardly wait.