My first PT appt
Why didn't anyone tell me PT would make me faster?? I would've gone months ago!
For starters, my therapist is wonderful. He very patiently explained everything I asked and even joked around a bit.
According to Russell, I have hyperextended joints, likely including my ankles. He pinpointed a particular ligament that is not happy, so we're going to do all sorts of strengthening exercises for my legs. At one point he asked if I do any "weight-bearing exercise" in addition to the running. I grimaced and said that I do upper body and a friend of mine has been on my case to do lower body. He gave me A Look and said quietly, "You will." I guess that's that. He gave me a latex band and a set of exercises to do every day.
Russell and I had a long chat about NSAIDs. According to him, my problem is that the regular inflamation of my ankles has caused them to lose their spatial memory, meaning that I have no sense of balance. Which in turn causes me to turn my ankles very regularly. This also relates back to my floppy joints (Russell at one point called them pancakes :P). Anyhow, when he told me I should take an NSAID before running, of course I probed closely to find out why - and his reasoning sounded logical to me. He agreed that I shouldn't take NSAIDs merely to mask symptoms, but since we're training my ankles to actually have spatial memory, we need to keep them from getting disrupted by the inflamation.
He also said some mumbo-jumbo about how this being connected to that and the way my bits go together means this and that, much like da Bunny often does. *shrugs* "Yes, Sir," I believe is the appropriate response to that sort of thing. He did however, give me an explanation I can throw at my mother as to why I can't walk in shoes without backs and why floppy shoes piss me off (namely that my floppy feet don't like 'em). Oh, and he also told me that I'd be happiest in shoes that can't be squashed front to back. This also explains why I could never keep my balance as long as the other girls in ballet - it wasn't me not trying hard enough!!
After he showed me the exercises, he taped my feet. While it seemed very voodoo to me when he first did it, after only 12 hours like that (most of which I slept) I can feel a noticable difference - even with all the horrible things I did to my feet while trying to get comfortable in Studio 54's chairs, they are only slightly irritated.
For starters, my therapist is wonderful. He very patiently explained everything I asked and even joked around a bit.
According to Russell, I have hyperextended joints, likely including my ankles. He pinpointed a particular ligament that is not happy, so we're going to do all sorts of strengthening exercises for my legs. At one point he asked if I do any "weight-bearing exercise" in addition to the running. I grimaced and said that I do upper body and a friend of mine has been on my case to do lower body. He gave me A Look and said quietly, "You will." I guess that's that. He gave me a latex band and a set of exercises to do every day.
Russell and I had a long chat about NSAIDs. According to him, my problem is that the regular inflamation of my ankles has caused them to lose their spatial memory, meaning that I have no sense of balance. Which in turn causes me to turn my ankles very regularly. This also relates back to my floppy joints (Russell at one point called them pancakes :P). Anyhow, when he told me I should take an NSAID before running, of course I probed closely to find out why - and his reasoning sounded logical to me. He agreed that I shouldn't take NSAIDs merely to mask symptoms, but since we're training my ankles to actually have spatial memory, we need to keep them from getting disrupted by the inflamation.
He also said some mumbo-jumbo about how this being connected to that and the way my bits go together means this and that, much like da Bunny often does. *shrugs* "Yes, Sir," I believe is the appropriate response to that sort of thing. He did however, give me an explanation I can throw at my mother as to why I can't walk in shoes without backs and why floppy shoes piss me off (namely that my floppy feet don't like 'em). Oh, and he also told me that I'd be happiest in shoes that can't be squashed front to back. This also explains why I could never keep my balance as long as the other girls in ballet - it wasn't me not trying hard enough!!
After he showed me the exercises, he taped my feet. While it seemed very voodoo to me when he first did it, after only 12 hours like that (most of which I slept) I can feel a noticable difference - even with all the horrible things I did to my feet while trying to get comfortable in Studio 54's chairs, they are only slightly irritated.