This week is the opening of classes for public schools ad the weather is really crazy.

There’s intermittent hard rain and strong wind and today was no exception.

After six sessions  of physical rehab, I  was bound for a follow up check up with my doctor. To make sure that I will not be wasting my time, I phoned  her clinic before 1 p.m. and  was able too confirm that she will be holding her clinic today  in the midst of  the rowdy weather.

I was fifth on the list.

Since I know that she will not show up on time, I decided to  swing by the Lung Center to claim myy Bsic Skills Training (BST) shirts.

My BST training at LCP will start on June 15 an I am really anxious.

I arrived at St. Luke’s around 2:30 p.m.  and I went straight to rehab  department to  get my  progress report.  I reached the doctor’s clinic before 3 p.m. and the doctor was still checking on patient number three!

So I had my turn after 20  minutes and the doctor asked why I was wearing a mask. So I told her that I am on immunosuppressant and I am seeing a nephrologist.

She asked me why I did not tell her about it during my first check up. I told her that I was so tired waiting for  her and she seemed to be in a hurry then that it slipped my  mind.

She was concerned about me taking the pain killer (Myonal) as it is nephrotoxic (would harm my  kidneys). I told her I did not take it.

After some physical exam, she told me that the spasm is so minimal but I have to continue with my rehab  and she ordered for another six sessions.

As I have mentioned, the weather was crazy and as I went out of the doctor’s clinic, the sky was dark so I decided to go home straight.

Darn, I forgot to swing by the rehab dept to  request for a rehab sked on Saturday!

I phoned St.  Luke’s and I was told that I need to go there personally for the sked unless I want to have the six sessions with  my former PT.

I want another therapist. So I will just drop by tomorrow.

As approved by the ER doctor, I went to my third session of physical rehab this morning at St. Luke’s (I think I need to rent a space there because I am a frequent visitor already)

The session is scheduled at 7:00 a.m. and Brye, my therapist has arrived on time. I just noticed that there is someone also waiting for him. So I asked him if he’ll be having 2 patients at a time. He said yes. Then I told him what happened to me this morning and I informed him that I needed his undivided attention. He said that the therapy of the other patient will just be quick and will not take much of his time.

Thing is, it is unfair to anyone who is paying premium and not getting a premium service.  His response did not make me feel any better.

Anyhow, he informed me that we will go on with the therapy but he will not  put pressure on my back when he gives the ultrasound and the massage but he focused on the part of my back where I felt the tingling sensation.  The gadget that gives a small amount of current was also taped on the affected part of my  body. Funny thing is, the sensation the gadget sends to my body is the same as the one I am feeling in my back.

As the therapist was giving me a massage, he told me that the muscle on my shoulders are swelling because of the nodes that I have. I thought they were just muscles.  It turned out that they were swollen muscles that give me back pain. Brye  told me that my bad posture aggravates it and he instructed me to straighten not just my back but also my head and my neck.

As he said, it is painful at first but it will really help me come off the back pain.

So what is the  best way to keep my body straight? Lie flat in bed and snooze away!

Right now, the tingling sensation is hardly noticeable and I am looking forward to my fourth therapy tomorrow.

Will hospital gowns get a new look?

This topic I chanced upon Fox and Friends is appropriate for my experience this morning.

I was at St. Luke’s Medical Center this morning for my physical therapy/rehab for the MPS that I have been complaining for the past three months.

I was asked to change into hospital gown and for a 106  pounder, I feel like a hanger in it.  Even if I tied the gown at the back,  its continually drops from the shoulders.

Seriously, I have been to Cardinal Santos Medical Center and National Kidney and Transplant Institute (NKTI), and one of my greatest discomfort is fitting into their gowns.

I wish they could think of making small, medium and large sizes.