I recently had my first experience with physical therapy.
For at least six months I have had an ongoing pain in my hip. I firmly believe that the body will usually heal itself but my hip wasn’t buying it. Since I am at the age when joints start to wear out I finally went to get a professional opinion. The good news was that the bone and cartilage were in good shape. The bad news is it was a muscle problem. The doctor suggested physical therapy and since I have the time I agreed to go.
It was an interesting experience. I had always put PT in a category with acupuncture and chiropractors. I admitted they had some worth. I just didn’t know what it was. The young woman that worked with me seemed to know her stuff. She evaluated, pushed and pulled, gave me exercises and sent me on my way.
Am I cured? I don’t know. The nature of the beast is it takes time to heal. She said that therapy doesn’t always make it all better as much as speeding the healing process. Like much in life it depends on my applying the lessons learned. I expect to get better in time and hope to keep up the exercises.
I have been wrong before.
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