Post-accident check-up.
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rivkaThis week I've still been prone to soreness in my neck and back, so I scheduled a visit to my primary care physician. Yesterday I remarked hopefully to Misha that I'd felt okay for a couple of days in a row, and maybe I should cancel the appointment. He thought I should go anyway, so I did.
With one poke to the muscles over my shoulder blade, the doctor dispelled my illusions about being better - I damn near jumped off the table. "Your muscles are still spasming," she pointed out unnecessarily. "I'm going to send you for physical therapy. And you need a massage." I went away with prescriptions for (1) four weeks of twice-weekly physical therapy, (2) a muscle relaxant, and (3) Vioxx, a painkiller which I hope will be easier on my stomach than the 800mg Motrin was.
Now, the last time I had physical therapy it was an epic three-month ordeal of strength and flexibility exercises and gait retraining. I would be green with envy watching the lucky people whose physical therapists coddled them with massage and heat packs. This time, I'm guessing that I get to be one of the coddled ones - although I'm sure that there will be uncomfortable flexibility exercises as well. But it shouldn't be nearly as bad as it was trying to retrain muscles that had had years to stiffen and decondition.
I'm going to try one of the muscle relaxants this evening to see how it affects me. The doctor thought it might not make me drowsy - which would mean that I can use it tomorrow when I drive up to see my parents. That would be nice.
With one poke to the muscles over my shoulder blade, the doctor dispelled my illusions about being better - I damn near jumped off the table. "Your muscles are still spasming," she pointed out unnecessarily. "I'm going to send you for physical therapy. And you need a massage." I went away with prescriptions for (1) four weeks of twice-weekly physical therapy, (2) a muscle relaxant, and (3) Vioxx, a painkiller which I hope will be easier on my stomach than the 800mg Motrin was.
Now, the last time I had physical therapy it was an epic three-month ordeal of strength and flexibility exercises and gait retraining. I would be green with envy watching the lucky people whose physical therapists coddled them with massage and heat packs. This time, I'm guessing that I get to be one of the coddled ones - although I'm sure that there will be uncomfortable flexibility exercises as well. But it shouldn't be nearly as bad as it was trying to retrain muscles that had had years to stiffen and decondition.
I'm going to try one of the muscle relaxants this evening to see how it affects me. The doctor thought it might not make me drowsy - which would mean that I can use it tomorrow when I drive up to see my parents. That would be nice.
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Sore neck/shoulders
Date: 2002-05-24 11:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-05-25 08:38 am (UTC)http://my.webmd.com/content/article/1832.50845
Sounds as if massage may be an even better option than PT. (and goddess knows it's more pleasurable!)
Massage on prescription?
Date: 2002-05-30 12:25 am (UTC)Eek!
an epic three-month ordeal of strength and flexibility exercises and gait retraining.
Wow. Was it worth it, in the end?