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Quick update.
I had a real bad spasm in my right lat and erector, think of a charlie horse or major cramp -- the kind that you get in your calf that makes you jump out of bed yelling "****!" -- that went on for days. My lats are, um, big (this is Mr. Deadlift / Squat / Clean, talking here), and it twisted one of my ribs and pulled one of my vertebrae out of alignment, which put pressure on the nerve at my spine and the nerves between my ribs (intercostal nerves.)
The good news is, after four days of being flat on my back and two days of physical therapy, I am not in pain, I am off drugs, and my right side feels like it's "waking up," like after an arm or leg falls asleep. The doctor says that this is an excellent sign, and they expect 100% recovery in another 2-3 weeks IF I don't **** up, slip on the bathroom floor, overdo it, or go boxing or anything ****** like that. I just need to move very slowly and deliberately and do my PT.
What's scary is being told that, at my age (36), this is the kind of injury in which my conduct over the next 2-3 weeks may determine whether or not I spend my old age in a walker. ****ed-up nerves in my back, at my age, may never heal completely.
I had mentioned to someone on this site in another thread about finding a sports physician -- either the team doctor for a local sports team (he/she will have a local office, and (s)he's likely a D.O. {osteopath}) or whoever your high school or college coaches -- or hell, even your gym owner or trainers -- send their athletes to. Find one and USE HIM.
My doctor works for one of our local sports teams and he's been worth GOLD to me over the last ten years. He will understand jocks (and, in my case, the jock mentality) and the ****** things we do, and more importantly, he will understand what you are likely to do and what your concerns truly are. He'll understand that we have a higher physical pain threshhold than the soccer mom in the next waiting room; that when we say, "Yeah, it hurts," it's probably enough pain to send a "normal" patient into shock. He will understand that we need to get back into our game as soon as we can; that being told to hang up our gloves, or miss the next fight, is not an option. He will know that you'll work your ass off in physical therapy and you're not afraid of pain. He'll know that you're ******, and he'll shake his head at your injuries and then he'll get you patched up and back in the game.
Just my $.02. G'nite.
I had a real bad spasm in my right lat and erector, think of a charlie horse or major cramp -- the kind that you get in your calf that makes you jump out of bed yelling "****!" -- that went on for days. My lats are, um, big (this is Mr. Deadlift / Squat / Clean, talking here), and it twisted one of my ribs and pulled one of my vertebrae out of alignment, which put pressure on the nerve at my spine and the nerves between my ribs (intercostal nerves.)
The good news is, after four days of being flat on my back and two days of physical therapy, I am not in pain, I am off drugs, and my right side feels like it's "waking up," like after an arm or leg falls asleep. The doctor says that this is an excellent sign, and they expect 100% recovery in another 2-3 weeks IF I don't **** up, slip on the bathroom floor, overdo it, or go boxing or anything ****** like that. I just need to move very slowly and deliberately and do my PT.
What's scary is being told that, at my age (36), this is the kind of injury in which my conduct over the next 2-3 weeks may determine whether or not I spend my old age in a walker. ****ed-up nerves in my back, at my age, may never heal completely.
I had mentioned to someone on this site in another thread about finding a sports physician -- either the team doctor for a local sports team (he/she will have a local office, and (s)he's likely a D.O. {osteopath}) or whoever your high school or college coaches -- or hell, even your gym owner or trainers -- send their athletes to. Find one and USE HIM.
My doctor works for one of our local sports teams and he's been worth GOLD to me over the last ten years. He will understand jocks (and, in my case, the jock mentality) and the ****** things we do, and more importantly, he will understand what you are likely to do and what your concerns truly are. He'll understand that we have a higher physical pain threshhold than the soccer mom in the next waiting room; that when we say, "Yeah, it hurts," it's probably enough pain to send a "normal" patient into shock. He will understand that we need to get back into our game as soon as we can; that being told to hang up our gloves, or miss the next fight, is not an option. He will know that you'll work your ass off in physical therapy and you're not afraid of pain. He'll know that you're ******, and he'll shake his head at your injuries and then he'll get you patched up and back in the game.
Just my $.02. G'nite.
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