Well, I've discovered that PT is just about as painful as surgery recovery and this has come as a great surprise to me. (PT now stands for Physical Torture for me now.)
I have a great PT team that plans on getting me back on the golf course this summer, but I don't understand how that's going to happen.
I had my second PT appointment today, Monday having been my first and mostly a consult and given a few exercises that were minor and no problem. But today, the "big guy" did some major testing on my muscles, balance, gait, sitting, etc. and I'm totally amazed at how messed up my muscles are.
So many of the things we talked about and tested I have never tried since my surgery, such as standing on one leg at a time. I simply can't. My balance is deplorable. The muscles in my back aren't working correctly, there's no support for my spine, there's additional stenosis at my L3/4 level (don't know how PT guy knows this) and during all of the moves they give me to do, my body just shakes the whole time from weakness and/or imbalance.
The reason I hurt when I walk or stand is because my body is bending my spine backwards while doing this and it's creating havoc with my facet joints. (No wonder I have to stop and bend forward so many times during my walk.) So I have to consciously pay attention to my walking and do the "duck butt" as much as I can (i.e. flex my glute muscles to bring my butt forward to compensate for what my spine is doing. My PT and I realized how difficult this is going to be when we tried some of the exercises and they caused some major pain, so we had to try alternate ways of accomplishing the same goal. The reality of what's happening is the lack of communication from my muscles and bones to my brain and everything has to be retrained. It's a horrible process and I'm going to hate every minute of it.
Right before it was time for me to leave, he put some black tape stuff on the muscles on either side of my scar that will stay on through showers and anything else, and I'm not to remove them until Sunday. He said they're kind of like little massage units that massage as I move and try to help keep my muscles from spasming.
I've never given a thought to PT and what would be involved, but I can tell you now, that when you think you're doing well and then go to PT, it's a whole other painful and discouraging section of this wonderful spiney adventure that we have to endure.
The good news: I don't have another PT appt. until next Monday. The bad news: I have a lot of exercises to do between now and then.
Hope you all are having better days. Ugh.
PS Sorry for the whining, but you're my spiney friends and I know you can understand and relate. Can someone bring me some cheese and apples, please?