amazingly, it took about four months for my evil awesome physical therapist to get the pain out of my life. there was a period where there was more pain- a LOT more pain. continuing on seemed like it would be worse than just settling for what i had been dealing with for so many years. but i kept on, 6-7 days a week at home and 2-3 hours a week in the PT office.
apparently my dedication to getting through this is unique among PT patients, but here we are. i am holding my own and don’t need much intervention from evil awesome PT anymore.
it has been years since i have felt even “okay” – much less good. a good week was one in which i had little to complain about. but this. this is not something i even remember. it’s entirely different, and i’m still not used to it. but from here i have to keep building up on my own.
i haven’t been able to run without debilitating pain since the late 90s. just typing that kind of blows my mind. so now i have to reclaim the running, for real this time. it’s time to get the strength back, no limitations.