Pain and Ego

    For about one month now, my left shoulder has been just plain old wrong. I can't lift my arm above my shoulder height without sharp pains, push ups are very difficult, even putting on my seat belt is a chore. It is not healing, I know I need professional help but unfortunately in jumps Stupidman (cue lighting bolt and thunder). "I don't need help!" he shouts, "I am invincible!!".  What a maroon. Sometimes my Ego is kinda a twit, okay, most times he is a twit.

   So this last Wednesday I finally went to a physiotherapist, Karen at Risen Health. Last time I saw her it was for my hip that I was treating the same way, ignoring it and living with constant pain. Within a few weeks of her treatments the pain was gone like it was never there, only the memory of it remains. Amazing. So why have I waited so long to see her for this latest ailment? One word, Ego.

   It takes a lot for me to ask for help, that is how I am wired, old school, suck it up princess cause there are billions who have it way worse than you, suffer in silence, all the old cliques. 

   After less than an hour with her, I am diagnosed and have a plan on how to heal my pesky bicep tendon. Ta Da!!! Ask for help, receive help, start to move on. So simple yet so hard for me to do. 

   While I may be a little set in my ways, at least I am now acknowledging the problem. I do not know everything, I do not need to suffer alone, stop waiting for a mole hill to turn into a mountain - if I need hep - ask!

   I know I am aging, we all are. I know my physical well being is changing as quickly now as when I hit puberty as a teenager oh soooo many many years ago. I know I injure quicker and take longer to heal. I also know without a doubt that this will not deter me from loving and practicing my Kung Fu, I just need to be more cognisant of my actions and how they will affect both my short term and long term health. 

   So see y'all on the mats, I'll be the one in the corner with the walker - hmmm - next years IHC weapon maybe?