If you have been through a certain experience, you will undoubtedly have some practical advice to share with someone going through the same situation.
That experience allows you to speak with a voice that resonates greater than someone who lacks this experience.
I work with people all the time that have injuries and associated pain and other symptoms. I have become very skilled at helping these people, even though, I have suffered only minor injuries to this point in my life.
If you truly want to understand someone's situation, walk a mile in their shoes, right?
Since I have been relatively healthy, I thought that I needed to have a big-time injury to help better understand those I intend to help.
Well, actually, that is how I became a patient for the first time.
It was an overcast and cool Saturday. I was slated to run the Foam Fest 5k later in the morning. I had been training for the race by adding some runs prior to my workouts.
For anyone that knows me, you know that I despise running. I would rather take a stick to the eye or blunt object to my face than go for a run.
Nonetheless, I trained for the race and felt pretty confident about it prior to.
The race was a 5k with obstacles thrown in to make the running part not so awful. I have done a race like this before and I looked forward to the obstacles because it wasn't running.
The first couple were easy. Like a hot-knife-through-butter easy.
Then came this POS (the slide not the girl. I don't even know her. I am sure she is nice):
Looks harmless enough. Basically it was a bouncy house slip and slide with a pool of dirty water at the bottom. That is right in my wheel house. I was going to dominate.
I watched people kinda get stuck and have to scooch down the slide. In my mind, I knew that would not be me. I was going to hit this thing like I was going for gold in the ice luge. Just without the sled and going on my stomach.
I got a running start and hit the slide on the fly. At the bottom was a small pool filled with brown water that was probably a 50/50 mix of mud and animal shit from the farm the event was held on. I assumed (never assume anything) that the water was deep enough that I did not want my face in it so I turned to my left a bit.
Turns out, the water was only about a foot deep and I hit the ground hard. So hard that I popped my left shoulder out of the socket. Once I got up from the ground it popped back in.
I won't repeat what I said but know it is was NSFW and not kid-friendly.
I crawled out of my shallow, mud-shit pool and took a minute to assess the situation. Pain was not bad and I could move my arm.
On to the next obstacle.
Running was ok, although by the end my left hand was clutching my shirt to keep the arm in a sling-position.
Did I mention that the shoulder popped out 4 different times?
Here comes number two.
So I approach this rope ladder setup. I approach with a sense of calm and confidence. It is not up-and-over but shimmying across the side.
I am apprehensive but I start slow and have no pain.
I am moving one square at a time and continue to feel good. For some unknown reason, I take a big step (skipping multiple squares) and as I shift to the side, leave the left arm out to the side, it pops out violently. Worse than the first time.
I jump off the net and land in a 1/2 kneeling position. I am not sure if I just yelled or yelled profanity as one of the workers came over to ask if I am alright.
I say that I am and once the shoulder is back in again, we jog on.
Jogging is starting to become more painful. My arm is starting to hurt more just in general, so I skip the next obstacle (which was crawling on the ground under some ropes).
I jog up a hill and come back to meet my foe again. Another 4-lane slide. The same type that started this whole situation.
Hmmmmm. What do I do? Walk around or try again?
I did mention that it popped out 4 times, right?
This time, I opt for a baseball slide instead of going head-first. Genius, right?
Seemed like sound logic as I approached. However, me landing on the slide and bouncing as I slid down was enough force to pop it out and in again.
I decide to skip a couple of the next obstacles as the pain was increasing and I did not want to use the arm for anything.
I approached the lily pad obstacle feeling pretty good about my changes. You are basically running across some shallow water on what look like yoga mats.
I watched a bunch of people cross and only a couple fell. My confidence grows. So, I start my journey across. I get about three-quarters of the way and I slip, but don't fall. But, this loss of balance causes my left arm to swing up, popping it out and back in again.
I know for a fact that the F-word was mentioned. There was a guy sitting at the other side that asked if it was my shoulder. It was.
I did manage to finish the race but the lily pad was the last obstacle I tried. The pain was getting worse and I finally learned my lesson.
The rest of that day brought brief, but sharp episodes of pain that would drop my to my knees when it happened.
I am pleased to report that I have full range of motion in the injured shoulder and would say that I am at about 70-75% of strength prior to the injury.
Most exercises do not cause pain, just a lot of fatigue that accumulates rapidly.
I no longer think about the arm when wrestling with the kids or when doing most activities.
Just for good measure, I have fallen a handful of times (a couple in the snow while sledding) and the shoulder did not pop out and did not hurt. Yay me!
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Until next time,