Physi……. oh, oh, ow

Up bright and early for my 8.50 appointment this morning, I trotted into the surgery to register my arrival and was told to go upstairs. The main surgery was busy, but not teeming, which was a pleasant surprise on a Friday before 9am.
There was no-one else waiting, so I was hopeful I would be seen on time.
A young lad came out and limped towards the lift. I was called in just before 9 and had to answer the usual health questions as this was the first time I’d seen the physiotherapist.

I can still touch my toes (and get up again), but twisting or leaning side to side pulls on the muscles. I had a bit of massage, and there is some inflammation there, though what I’m doing to ease it is OK.
He told me my spine isn’t straight and hasn’t been for many years. I know this from the days I attended a chiropractic clinic on a regular basis as X-rays showed a burr and a kink at the base.
I felt a bit like Twizzle as my joints cracked when we went through some exercises I can do at home twice a day. They’re slow stretches rather than pump-action activity and the idea is to gently work the muscles which are being aggravated by the arthritis.

I have to be careful how I sit to make sure I’m not bending my back the wrong way and putting cushions behind me if necessary. I’ve got those heavy duty meds I can take if I need to and go back in a fortnight.

I’ve been helping Hubby with some wiring today and the up, down, up, down on the stool or chair to reach the cable to bring it down has been a good workout.
Together though we got the job done, and just need to test it. Clean up took about an hour. I’m knackered and I hurt, but not as much as Hubby who is having a nice hot shower now and will then crash out on the settee. He may well take some of his own megga bombs today.

Maggie has been pretty good, but a little confused as we haven’t been able to take her for her walks. Hubby walked her back from the surgery this morning, and I’ve walked her round the Avenue twice.
Hopefully I can do some work on my blog before she starts pestering for her penultimate wee. Yep, we are that late in chilling out today!

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have an elderly dog called Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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19 Responses to Physi……. oh, oh, ow

  1. I’m not sure what age it is when you get to the point where you cannot get up out of a chair without making a “owff” sounding noise, now that I think about it I’m not sure if I do it sitting down too. This is ridiculous as I’m lucky in that I’m still fairly healthy and very flexible and I have no need whatsoever to make a noise. Getting older is a very strange process!

  2. blindzanygirl says:

    Wow. What a day Di. Hope your exercises ease things a bit. I am sure Maggie will survive lol. Have a goid test now x

  3. I think I knackered at 10. Hope you chill out real soon.

  4. jenanita01 says:

    I hope you get more out of your appointment than I did, I ended up with more trouble than I went in with!

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