I was portered back to the ward after physio this afternoon, but I was supposed to stay at the department for a talk on pacing (for some reason it was assumed that it was back on the ward) I feel really bad that I've now missed it, so I'll have to apologise to the occupational therapists tomorrow and ask what I missed.
I'm also finding physio really difficult, it's not that I don't want to do it, it's just really, really hard. I wish I could do it properly, but I suppose if I could do it all easily I wouldn't be here in the first place. Maybe I'm just having a down day as there's new people on the ward and they're not very talkative. Feeling lonely...
My physiotherapist is really, really good, but she told me off for my fingers constantly clicking. Apparently, the only difference it makes is that it makes the joints looser. There's no damage or anything done, it just makes them looser and that's what the physio is trying to rectify, so doing that is a step backward. However, it's ok for my knees, shoulder and neck to do it because it's putting things back rather than stretching them!
It also turns out that my proprioception is really bad, but apparently that's normal for patients with Ehlers-Danlos. I'm starting to feel that it's being really drilled in that I have a condition/illness/whatever you want to call it, and it's really starting to get to me. It's hard to accept it and I keep falling back to humour when I should be serious. I know I shouldn't, but I don't know how to stop it.
I think maybe my reason for feeling down is my severe lack of supernoodleage ability or not being able to eat my cup-a-pasta things. I don't know. Huge sigh.
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