Cesar tried his best to diminish the knot yesterday, and I'm paying for it today: I woke up in the middle of the night crying. Taking notes in physics class today was almost more than I could handle, with every F=ma sending shooting pain up my arm. This all probably makes me sound like a wimp, and maybe I am. (The Wright's not tuff!?!) But that still doesn't make it hurt any less.
It's ominous because this is the same type of stuff I went through when my other shoulder was torn. And you know what, I definitely think that I have paid my dues in terms of injuries! But unfortunately it doesn't work that way. It's like my body is reminding me "Don't Think You're Good." Don't get too comfortable with your health; don't think this can't happen again. I'm toeing the line.
For the next few weeks, I'm going to focus on strengthening my scapular stabilizers, and have Cesar try to break up these triggerpoints. I feel helpless and vulnerable. It is unbelievably frustrating, but honestly, I don't know if I would be able to handle another shoulder injury, so I'm going to try not to complain about having to do extra work. I'm going to fix this problem before it becomes a problem.
Luckily for me, the guys at Brownstone Physical Therapy are so phenomenal that I swear they believe in me more than I believe in myself.
And congrats to Dan and his wife Bethany for the birth of their baby!! Perspective, anyone?