Sorry for the vent post. I know you guys will be understanding. 🧡
It took me 3 weeks to get in with this PT place. The first visit went great, the first person I saw seemed to understand MS, found ways to work with my limitations, and when I went in for my first visit the PT was considerate, kept an eye on my fatigue level, and worked on exercises/stretches I could do, and explained what we were working on, an why.
Then this past Monday came. The place is not far from my house, so I drove myself, I was nervous about overdoing, because of driving myself, but it's one of the reasons I chose this place, so I could drive myself, it's so close. New lady comes out, calls me back, and says I'm getting on the bike. I say, I'm sorry, but I'm not ready to get on the bike. Nope, we are getting on the bike today. Somehow, I let this new lady convince me to sit on the stupid thing. We get it adjusted, it's an awful one that is not for people as short as I (lol, I'm very short!). I'm thinking a very small warm up, maybe a minute then a break? Nope, she sets the timer for 10 minutes. I almost panic. I tell her I cannot do this for 10 minutes. That is impossible and would wear me out for the day (and possibly the next few!). She says to just do as much as I can. Oh sure, I could push myself and do 'as much as I can', but I still have to drive home and do other things! I message my husband. I'm biking very slowly, and betting this lady has not even read my chart. At about three minutes, my weak leg is hurting. Hubby tells me to just leave. I think about it and give the lady one chance. I get my cane and stand behind the bike. The lady is with all the other PT's in a circle, and it looks like they are just gossiping and drinking coffee. I thought that maybe she would at least be reading my chart. I give her about 30 seconds. I'm already upset and emotional, so I do what hubby suggested. I walk out.
I think the hardest part of the whole thing wasn't that I couldn't get the lady to listen to me. Though that was very frustrating and I felt like I was just being run over, completely unheard. It was having the fact that I can't do the bike for 10 minutes, no matter how desperately I truly want to, thrown up in my face like that. I would love to be able to exercise like I used to. But the fact is, I can't. And my emotions went haywire trying to deal with this. I guess I've not had to come face to face with these things very often in the past several months, since my diagnosis.
All of that to ask, when you are faced with these difficult situations, and these harsh realities come up, how do you manage it? I mean, I know that I can't do the bike for more than just a tiny bit, but when faced with this situation and the fact that I really can't do it for as long as I used to be able to, my emotions were in turmoil. 🧡
P.S. I found another PT within my driving range. I spoke with the receptionist at length and I will be seeing the same person for every visit. It is a smaller place, so not as noisy, which is a huge bonus to me. I would see the actual Physical Therapist, not a tech, so big bonus there! Now to see if the neuro will actually put in the referral like she said she would!