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I played more today than I’ve been able to in the past week combined. (It was still just a tiny bit of playing.) Recovery from any injury feels good, but I believe strongly in erring on the side of over-precaution. I’m continuing to take it easy, ice the back of my neck, and take ibuprofen.  (I’m writing here of my recent pinched nerve, but I’d be lying if I pretended to be completely healed from my foot surgery. Life is random and difficult, you know? I’m trying to heal in several ways, and the foot still hurts.)

Playing today, I was hyper-aware of working with absolutely minimal physical effort. I’m always trying to relax, but now I have a newly heightened focus on it.

However much effort we are exerting, there is always room to reduce it and achieve the same or better results.

I kind of have a lot going on right now. It’s a stressful time, and I’ve had quite a few roadblocks. Physically at least, I think I’m on the mend, and I think I’ve learned a little about pain and healing. Please read what follows in case it could help you or somebody you care about.

I recently had some excruciating pain coming at me and pretty much no way to guess where it was coming from or what to do about it. I was experiencing sudden, sharp pain in my upper right arm. It was on the outside of my arm, maybe 3 inches down from my shoulder, and very, very pointed. The tiniest dot of tremendous pain. It would come on so suddenly I’d scream, and then it was just gone. Then I’d maybe experience it again 30 seconds or 30  minutes later. It seemed totally random, and I couldn’t figure out which movements were causing it, but the pain was debilitating. I couldn’t turn on a faucet or drive a car; I certainly couldn’t play viola.

I went to a few websites to research my symptoms, and came up with unclear and terrifying results. The most likely culprit was supposedly a muscle cramping (but it didn’t feel like that at all) and the treatment was a heating pad (which didn’t work.) Next was a broken bone which made no sense. There were at least 7 options… but nothing rang true.

I called my closest doctor-friend and described my symptoms with precise detail and she immediately and kind of involuntarily answered “you might have a pinched nerve in your neck.” Now we’ve hit upon the reason I needed to write this: who would know that severe pain in the bow arm meant a neck problem? Thank you my dear doctor friend!!! I love you KJM! The sudden pain in my upper right arm might have been caused by some sort of problem in my neck, and it turns out on the left side.

After that, long story short: she gave me advice and I did more research, and all of it pointed to: REST. Rest as much as possible, take some ibuprofen, and ice the neck. The arm and shoulder are in huge-pain, but the cure is in the neck.

So here is what I’ve learned about pinched nerves: REST. Then, ICE. Ice, not heat, is advised. And it might be difficult to figure out what to ice…it’s often not where the pain is. And even weirder: it may not be a “playing injury.” I don’t have exact answers just yet, but here’s what I figure happened to me: I was practicing a moderate amount, and I was playing with good relaxation. However, I have a chronic habit of sitting in fixed positions for too long, and then realizing I was causing myself numbness/cramping/pain because I was distracted by something else. Turns out that is a leading cause of pinched nerves.

Let’s all remember to move. Let’s remember to adjust our positions. Particularly folks who work at desks: remember to stand up regularly. (I recently heard once per 20 minutes is ideal). And if you experience any severe pain, obviously seek help as immediately as possible. I know that professional, medical help isn’t freely and readily available to many people, and I continue to encourage that we all seek whatever help we can manage.

When we have nothing else, rest is free. Ice is readily available. For the folks more supported, it’s still really hard. For everybody, I recommend action as early as possible. I’m not an expert on this stuff, but it seems logical.

I’m feeling much better, but I’m certainly not taking it for granted.

I’m in a wee bit of  a rough patch. Our (rented) home is falling apart. Our landlord is the opposite of sympathetic or helpful or even available. It’s pretty bad.  & My progress on pretty much everything in my life was pushed back by several months because of my foot surgery. (Ladies: stop wearing high heels. When you feel you MUST wear a pair, you are wrong. But if you do, keep it to just a few hours. Don’t dance in heels. Don’t gig and stomp in heels. I know they make your legs look extra-fine and you feel more elegant and thinner. It’s not worth it.)

Most upsetting by far…   people I love dearly are quite sick. And other folks I love deeply are consumed with the care and concern for the people suffering. There aren’t really words for it.

All I know is we have to push. Things are terribly difficult. Sometimes they are ugly/awful/evil-difficult. But in a weird way it doesn’t matter what they are. Stuff that hurts hurts.

Push through. Keep going. It’s pretty much all we’ve got. PUSH.

 

When something is wrong, it can be hard to face it. It’s a little like when you get a shot or have blood drawn… it seems to hurt less if you look away, doesn’t it? But sometimes the only way to heal is to take an honest look at our wounds. Recovering from my recent (minor) foot surgery, I have to look right at the gory stuff and manhandle it several times a day as a part of physical therapy. I have no choice. Well, I guess I have the choice of not healing properly, but that would be ridiculous. So here I am, looking straight at the fresh scar and awful bruises, so that I can recover. It’s no fun, but it has me thinking about practice and having a healthy awareness of our flaws. We all have weaknesses if we are honest with ourselves, and the best growth comes from observing and analyzing them head on. (If you think you have no flaws, I may have just found your flaw for you…)

Today has been about facing some of my flaws/wounds/weaknesses head on. And not beating myself up over a single one of them, just learning and growing.