Monday, January 19, 2009

How they torture my honey.

Those of you who really know Pete are thinking, well I think a little torture is just what he needs, Lord knows he's meted out a pretty good share of it himself. Well, you may still feel that way, but maybe a different sort of torture is in order.

Since we had the doctor's appointment on Friday, we had to reschedule his therapy, including OT to another date. They could get him in for OT on Saturday and he went for an hour. Anna and I went to Target to do some shopping, and can you believe I couldn't come up with enough stuff to look around Target for an hour? I know, it's sad. Anyway, we got back up to TOTS with about 15 minutes left in the session.

We come around the corner and look in the window and Pete's laying on his stomach on a mat with his left arm underneath him, kind of like if you were laying down and pushed yourself up onto an elbow. The OT has determined that he does not have a dislocation of the shoulder, but that the tendons are weak and toned, and just like on the hamstrings, the only way to remedy that situation is to have it bear weight. So, this is the best way to do that. After Anna and I got there, the therapist asked her to help, here sit on this chair and hand daddy these rings. Of course, the purpose of this is twofold, first to keep his right arm off the mat and not let it help the left arm, and to get him to pay attention to the left side.

Needless to say, this hurt like hell, a little Tylenol and ice took care of it though. We'll keep torturing him until he can pull that table saw out of the shed by himself. Not that I'm going to let him use it or anything, but he can pull it out.

1 comment:

Katie said...

That sounds painful! Glad Anna was able to help Daddy out, maybe help isn't the word I was looking for. Love the updates!