I started physical therapy today. Again. I was totally dreading it and really unhappy that I was referred to go. Again. I didn't want surgery, but I didn't want physical therapy either. (Or drugs, but I got those anyway too.) Which left me with what? I don't know.. a miracle from God?
Of course I didn't think to scout out the location of the PT office before hand, just flew by the seat of my pants and used the MapQuest app on my iPhone. Which I've never had a problem with. Until today. Because- of course.
I really didn't know where I was for a few minutes. Then MapQuest tried to send me down a dead end street- that I could clearly see wasn't where the office was. When it recalculated, because I was "off route" and not headed down a dead end street, it tried to send me down a one-way street.. the wrong way. I looped around and around, until finally I saw something in front of me that looked like what I had seen on Google Maps the day before. Thank God for Google Maps.
But of course I almost got into an accident pulling into the parking lot- it was like 5 streets converging into one.. and more than one of them might have been one way, I'm not sure. What a clever place to put a physical therapy and chiropractic combination office.. on the corner of a gigantic intersecting.. intersection. Made me wonder how many of their clients were "walk-ins."
After all of that, and my negative attitude going into it.. it wasn't that bad. Although, it was just the initial visit- plenty more opportunities for me to be negative. The person I met with was pleasant and self-described with ADD. (Jason wanted to know if I was serious. Yes, she really said that. Yes, I really think she was. Either that or she's a really good actress.) She grabbed my Pandora bracelet and went over each bead.. commenting on what each one was. Surprisingly, it didn't freak me out at all. Really- I was surprised at myself for not being totally taken aback by a stranger grabbing at my jewelry and pawing over it. She apologized. I told her it was fine, because it was.
She also got a little overly animated about a pen/pencil- holding it right up to my face to demonstrate. I just smiled at her. I think I spend too much time around a 3 year old.
And because I spend too much time around a 3 year old.. (and let's be honest, most of my human interaction happens with people under the age of 4) my physical therapist will take a little getting used to. But not necessarily in a bad way. (She told me "don't worry, I fix people like you." Yes, Jason, she really said that. Yes, exactly like that. After she went over how messed up I was. No, Jason, that wasn't the exact word she used.) It's probably a two way street anyway. For instance, the second after she told me her name.. I had no idea what she had said. Now I'll spend the rest of my visits trying to figure out what it is.. hoping no one else asks me who I'm seeing. Oh, I'm not sure.. who am I seeing today?
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