PT #5: No Pearl Harbor Fighter Planes Please

Sunday 1, Sunday 2, Sunday 3
Not a striking difference, but each Sunday the pose is smoother
Wood block Wristy still doesn't give in easily

Sitting waiting with two others early Monday morning for heat treatment, before seeing our physical therapists, young skater-mom shows me her black arm hairs saying she thinks they are ugly for summer. It is just like some of my arm hairs that suddenly turned black. She is the mom who fractured her wrist ice skating. Before the fall our arm hairs used to be light-colored. Extra blood flow and healing properties directed to our arms must have done that. So, our pairs of arms don't match like they used to, in more ways that one, and it shows with the arrival of short-sleeved weather.

Physical Therapist Jill says that miscommunication in the body sends unnecessary inflammation to my already-healed wrist. Wristy still remembers the major trauma she experienced 2-1/2 months ago. I want to give her a break, but know that uncomfortable wrist exercises and movements are needed. The motions still send the inflammation, like frightening fight-or-flight responses or destructive fighter planes sent to Pearl Harbor. The body's healing system is complex.

At this stage of the game, Jill says I don't want inflammation. She removes it by massaging the fluids up the arm. Then the block of wood that is Wristy might be persuaded to bend a little further.

No desire to explain why this relates to co-hosting June's family reunion. After 2-1/2 decades, "inflammation" makes information complex.