The Physical Therapy And Pain Connection

Exercise is a four letter word, isn't it? I know somenow mainstream thinking, but at that time they were
forms of exercise are. Let's see, there's leap, jump,not. He even had his own physical therapist in the
lift, flex, hike and the most friendly of all, walk. Okay,office. After my second or third trip down to see
so it isn't my favorite thing to do. I'm not nor have Ihim, he called her in to evaluate me. I was totally
ever been the athletic type. I'm not lazy. I'm justdiscouraged. I hate to admit my ignorance, but I
more cerebral.didn't see what that had to do with me. I was sick. I
As a nurse, my experiences with physical therapyneeded more medication. I needed a firm diagnosis. I
were with those therapists who came onto the unitneeded someone to relieve me of this burden. I did
to walk about with the patients who had a fracturednot need to be told to move. I must confess to you
hip, or they applied the motion machines to thosethat I can be very stubborn and just didn't get this
who had total knee replacements or generally helpedwhole PT bit, at all. I couldn't imagine how it pertained
those who were recovering get back on their feet.to me. I thought he was just passing me off to get
After struggling with pain in my sitter, my neckrid of me. I know. How stupid can you get?
(accompanied by excruciating headaches) and a fewThe first thing the PT did was to explain to me that
other places, I still was unable to get an adequateif I didn't move, my body was going to become
diagnosis. I looked for and found one of the besteven more misshapen and useless. I'm sure that
rheumatologists in the country, Dr. Rodney Bluestone.wasn't her word "useless," but that was the general
He had treated my oldest sister who had psoriaticidea. I was having a great deal of neck pain from the
arthritis and she got better. So I figured he mustlong drive down and felt as if my whole body was
know what he was doing. His practice was in Beverlytwisted from my head down to my always painful
Hills, which was three hours from where we lived atbehind. She directed me over to a full-length mirror
the time. The trip was gruesome, with the sit, theand had me look at myself. I was wearing a slip, and
ride and the damnable L.A. traffic. But he was wellit was all too evident that my shoulders were not
worth it. His approach was a practical one of function.the same height. Funny, I had never noticed that
I had to keep moving even if we didn't have a namebefore. One shoulder was at least two inches higher
for this thing that had come to destroy my life. Thethan the other. Right there before my eyes, I was
local internist I had been seeing belonged to the oldbecoming that tangled mass of protoplasm. It was
school of joint protection. That was the philosophyindeed happening. That was my day of conversion.
which said, "If it hurts, let it rest."That was the day I began to embrace physical
I began to suspect if I let it rest any longer, mytherapy, faithfully following all of my PT's
husband would come home one day and find me arecommendations for daily stretches and moderate
tangled mass of protoplasm! At the time, my armsexercise. I went on and connected with a local
and legs were intertwined, unable to even make itphysical therapist, and he followed Dr. Bluestone's
into the bathroom. I was tired of lying down, loathedprotocol.
the constant pain and felt completely ostracized fromOver the last 20 years, I have relapsed many times,
society. By the time I saw Dr. Bluestone, I was onbecome lazy and let the whole movement thing slide,
my last nerve, dissolved into tears just talking aboutonly to be brought back abruptly by the pain and
myself. It's important to note that this doctor issuffering that ignoring my body brings. True, it's
British, and he has a totally different idea aboutoverused but the old adage is painfully true, "If you
moving the joints. Thankfully, those same ideas aredon't use it, you lose it.