Sunday, September 27, 2015

Had my usual round of Botox injections last week. Still at 400CCs of the poison for my spasticity. My hopes of doing away with them entirely with dry needling is still a distant hope. There's just too much high tone in the muscles to do without it totally yet.
In talking with most of the stroke survivors I know, they complain that their neurologists or therapists are useless. Offering little or no help at all. I'm happy to say that I cannot relate to this.
Part is due to, I believe, is God's blessing and part in my attitude of looking at care/recovery providers as employees. If you have a medical provider that is not on the same page as you are in your recovery, why are you paying them. Yes, even if you are on Medicare or State Assistance, you are still paying them with your tax dollars. Now if you are in a small town, you may not have a choice, but where I am there are four or five of each specialty to choose from. Even if there only two, there is the lesser of two evils in a choice. Keep searching for a health care provider who thinks that it is possible to recover. That's what you really want, isn't it? I know I do.

I've often sung the praises of my neurology and therapy teams here on this blog. They believe like I do that nothing is impossible. They show they care about me and listen to what I have to say. This is important. It's called teamwork. Everyone is on the same page to get Jo to recover as much as possible. So what if my brain is telling the muscles to move in the wrong way. How do
we fix it? How do
we make it behave like it should? What can each one of us do to have a successful outcome? When I'm with my doctors or therapists (in this case)
THIS is what we are talking about. When one of us hears something new,
we bounce possibilities around. This is what I expect from my health care team and will accept nothing less, and why should I? Get on the same page or get out. Isn't this the way it should be?