The day my PT discharged me he wanted me to promise to drop him a postcard when I reached full extension because then he knew he’d done his job.
Seriously?
I hemmed and hawed because I am an honest person and I knew I wasn’t going to drop him any postcard because I knew he had nothing to do with my gaining extension.
I guess I could have told him that but I don’t like confrontation, and he wouldn’t have agreed anyway.
I was just happy that he didn’t hesitate when I asked if that day could be my last. We had talked at the previous appointment that this day might be my last.
The only reason I kept going to PT as long as I did (almost 8 weeks) was to make my husband and my surgeon happy. I still let the PT push a bit to measure my flex, I was still somewhat new to Bonesmart and still didn’t have the nerve to say no, and at this point they weren’t pushing as hard as they had earlier. But I didn’t do anything else there that I didn’t want to.
I’m glad all that is behind me. Compared to other’s experiences with PT, mine wasn’t all that bad. All my therapists were pleasant and caring, but I did hear about that “window” and “my surgeon wouldn’t be happy if I wasn’t at 95 at my 2 week check up.” Blah, blah, blah. They put me in the pool way too early and it took me 3 days to recover. That is when I started canceling appointments.
My husband wasn’t too happy when I cancelled some, he wasn’t sold on the Bonesmart way, he was still convinced exercising was required for a good outcome. But he also agreed that what they were having me do was becoming too much for me. We talked and talked about it. So we were both satisfied when I was discharged that I had done most of what they asked of me.
I’ve already told him that next time I won’t go to PT at all and I will do things Bonesmart all the way. He has come to the point that he told me he would support me even though he doesn’t know what he’s talking about!
That is true love!!!
Seriously?
I hemmed and hawed because I am an honest person and I knew I wasn’t going to drop him any postcard because I knew he had nothing to do with my gaining extension.
I guess I could have told him that but I don’t like confrontation, and he wouldn’t have agreed anyway.
I was just happy that he didn’t hesitate when I asked if that day could be my last. We had talked at the previous appointment that this day might be my last.
The only reason I kept going to PT as long as I did (almost 8 weeks) was to make my husband and my surgeon happy. I still let the PT push a bit to measure my flex, I was still somewhat new to Bonesmart and still didn’t have the nerve to say no, and at this point they weren’t pushing as hard as they had earlier. But I didn’t do anything else there that I didn’t want to.
I’m glad all that is behind me. Compared to other’s experiences with PT, mine wasn’t all that bad. All my therapists were pleasant and caring, but I did hear about that “window” and “my surgeon wouldn’t be happy if I wasn’t at 95 at my 2 week check up.” Blah, blah, blah. They put me in the pool way too early and it took me 3 days to recover. That is when I started canceling appointments.
My husband wasn’t too happy when I cancelled some, he wasn’t sold on the Bonesmart way, he was still convinced exercising was required for a good outcome. But he also agreed that what they were having me do was becoming too much for me. We talked and talked about it. So we were both satisfied when I was discharged that I had done most of what they asked of me.
I’ve already told him that next time I won’t go to PT at all and I will do things Bonesmart all the way. He has come to the point that he told me he would support me even though he doesn’t know what he’s talking about!

That is true love!!!

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