Had two PT sessions back to back.
Usually my PT asks me how the shoulder is when he sees me. This time he asked “what do we say to the god of death?” I had no clue what he was talking about till it clicked. “Not today.” I passed. (I am sure a few people will get it.)
We did the same exercises as we always do, flexion has advanced and I m only two fingers width, from touching the table behind me, away but slowly I would think he’d be happy with this.
He keeps pushing down real hard, so hard that I even told him “you do know that a shoulder has a natural limit to where it can go, right??” I was told “yes. The table.” End of discussion.
I have advanced to working out with baby weights now. A cute, 1 lbs. little dumbbell in pink. Doesn’t look like much but work the rotator cuffs with those and you end up saying “burn baby burn” as well.
He also told me two good news. I am making really good progress and it’s just another few weeks of PT altogether and we can go down from 3x a week to 2x a week. Yay.
Combined with my orthopedic surgeon being in the same building and new drama with my hip building up (www.hip-break.blog), I am so often in that building – I feel like I live there. Will be nice to cut down some and have more time again.