the first thing I did when I got back to consciousness after the operation was to move my right hand as if I were holding a pick. I was immediately rewarded...hmm...feels pretty normal, pretty loose.
then I played a couple songs the first night home. kind of hurt, kind of stiff, but not so different considering.
last night I tried to play a little more, and observed some stiffness and discomfort after only a few minutes.
I've been noticing that my right trapezius muscle is hurting a little, stiff, not responsive. when I talked with debra about that, she said she had told me that Dr. Nemechek had told her that that muscle often takes a year to totally return to form.
wonder how I missed hearing that.
I saw a physical therapist before I left the hospital who assigned some very simple exercises, which I now know to be for that muscle.
I'll be doing them. it seems like it's an endurance muscle, for setting up PA, and long nights of playing guitar.
it's kind of snuck up on me, made me a little afraid. all the stuff I was aware of facing, I felt I had a handle on, and plenty of time to adjust to. and I've barely begun to heal at all in my muscles, which had to be stretched and moved to get to what the doctors needed to get to. there's still so much time.
and all the stuff I was looking at is noticeably better every day. the numb, non-me part of my head is a shrinking semicircle. sleeping better, breathing better, less weird drug related stuff, less weird respiratory stuff.
just feel weak today.
but yesterday, debra unwittingly gave me a new motto, whenever I make a colossal musical boo boo
my version of it is...in this world, there are folks who can really play guitar, and folks who really can't. and I'm one of them.
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