My physical therapist is wonderful. She’s very gentle and listens to what I’m saying–which should be part of the job, but I had a bad experience a couple of years ago. We’ve got some very simple exercises to bring my range of movement back but the amazing thing is that none of them hurt. In fact, pain is a sign that I’m doing them wrong. My shoulder seems to only hurt if I engage its muscles, but if some other force manipulates it then it’s fine. So I’m, in effect, puppeteering my own arm through a variety of different positions.
I go back for another bout on Tuesday and then a doctor’s evaluation on Wednesday.