I had a physical therapy appointment today at MetroHealth. I must say, I’m impressed with their hospital. They’ve got excellent, good-natured staff, and they follow-up on small problems like a dachshund down a badger hole.
I’m sans 70# of grip strength in my right arm because of the broken elbow, and my range of motion degrees for straightening the arm are poor as well. I also realized just how underserved and orphaned I was at Notre Dame when I dislocated my kneecap. The extent of my physical therapy there was being told to ride a bicycle until I felt better. No one measured my range of motion or monitored my progress; and I wonder if I would have an arthritic knee now if I’d some professional assistance at the time.
I’ve got five more appointments for physical therapy, some exercises to do at home, good literature and a determination to get my dominant arm to 100% again. Thankfully, I have some good help this time.
I had a very positive experience myself with the MetroHealth physical therapy department two years ago. Back surgery for me seemed inevitable but with their help I was able to work my back into shape and avoid it.
It’s a subtle thing and perhaps it was luck. In fact for awhile I thought it was a waste of time. I stuck with the exercises though and one day found one that really did the trick.
Stick with it and good luck.