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Category Archives: Physical therapy Stories
Being a Physical Therapist – Introspection
What is this blog if not introspection? This past week was emotionally draining. Monday I attended Anna Shields’ graduation from PT school at Emory University – an event that I knew I would attend from the day Anna was accepted, … Continue reading →
Up Close and Personal
I have been a physical therapist for 32 years. Everything I need to know to do this job is in my little black bag. Exercise, massage techniques, pain modalities, compassion, empathy, creative ways to make a functional activity easier in … Continue reading →
Collision
Sometimes when I clean out my computer and get organized, I find stuff I’ve written that I didn’t even know I wrote. Yesterday I threw everything that appeared like it might be writing into a “writing” file (Maybe there’s hope … Continue reading →
Dying with Dignity
Just read an angry rant from Scott Adams, creator of Dilbert comic strip, about watching his father die a tortured death and why assisted suicide should be legal. This blog, because it’s mine, allows me to reflect on everything he … Continue reading →
Homework
It’s going to take me awhile to get used to this. I left my computer at work. I don’t have anything I have to do tonight for work. I just resisted the temptation to check my work email at home. … Continue reading →
And then…
…the lady from Aurora passed away at 6 a.m. on January 8. No regrets.
Aurora
I had one of “those” experiences last week. I went in to see a new patient, she lives in a dementia unit in an assisted living facility. She has pneumonia. Apparently just three weeks ago she was walking around with … Continue reading →
Black Friday Good Earth Style
It’s not what you’re thinking. I hate shopping even when it’s 9 p.m and the stores are about to close and no one is there except cashiers nervously hoping I’ll finish my shopping so they can go home. This is … Continue reading →
There but for the grace…
My heart is a little heavy tonight. I just opened a new case today. The man is 54 years old. He has been in the hospital because he had a pulmonary embolism, which could have killed him and often does … Continue reading →
More Gift Messages…
Most of my close friends know I have a love/hate relationship with my chosen career. When it’s good, it’s very, very good and when it’s not – I just want to run away forever. It is probably for this reason … Continue reading →
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