My experience with physical therapy has been pretty dismal. Oh, I seem to be getting better - not from the PT as much as the doctor-prescribed anti-inflammatority drugs, but the location, setting, therapist and other patients is downright depressing.
I'd heard other peoples' experiences with PT - hot warming towels, massages and even bullets to bite on, but nothing really prepared me for my first afternoon appointment at The Grim Gym. I guess when you go for PT during the day, you get to share the experience with other people who have nothing else to do for the day.
Let me say upfront that there is a reason that I am not in any of the healthcare professions. I do not have the temperament for it. I know that makes me a shallow and hateful human. I don't know for sure that the local dementia unit brings their patients by the busful to The Grim Gym for supervised physical activity, but that's surely what it looked and felt like. It was a very uncomfortable, very crowded experience, to be sure. I was essentially booted off a machine by a woman who told me I was in her spot, etc.
So, I did change my time to be closer towards the end of the day and yesterday wasn't too bad, but I think I may be done with this specific experience.
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