Week 23 - Birthday Treats

Birthday's not really being a big deal for me (understatement), but I did give myself two treats for this one:

Mozzarella and Tomato croissant deliciousness!

I also had more physio. Only the third time I've been to see this one, but already feels like longer. He got stuck straight into manipulation. First while I was on my back - tucks my hand under his arm and then gets his fingers right into my shoulder joint and pulls on my arm, which actually feels kind of amazing (sore, but amazing). He also had a go at my pectorals today, which as is the theme with me are also tight and sore. He is quite happy that I am getting some external rotation back.

Then I'm on my stomach and he gets right into all the knots and stuck bits around my shoulders and neck, and my upper arm. It hurts like hell still, but I can feel my shoulder blade is actually moving now and my neck pain is a distant memory. Of course, he does also point out that I have kyphosis, which I kind of knew, but first time anyone has ever said it directly.

I have a resistance band looped over the shower frame and use it for traction to pull my arm up and next to my head, which is getting easier and further all the time. And I have another band looped around a door handle downstairs and use that to pull my arm behind my back. I also LOVE the massage balls - they get right into knots and stiff spots and release my back and shoulders.

Still not much movement behind my back, but I can now get into reverse plank (momentarily!), and side plank is absolutely fine now. So the strength is coming back, and the movement is coming back. Now I feel really motivated to get some strength and definition back into my whole frame, and get my posture sorted out properly.

Feeling a LOT more positive now - no pain (except muscles that haven't moved in a while), I am getting movement, I am getting stronger, and I have a great physio who is making things move again.

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