Saw the doc yesterday morning. He said it’s healing nicely, so I’m cleared to return to “light activity.” (Though he gave me The Look, which said that he knows my idea of “light” is not what he means. *innocent face*) Also, no physical therapy required, but he did tell me to start doing light weights and working on range of motion.
Class last night. Rolling to warm up. I sat, just to be safe. Although, Jen was hurt, too, so we contemplated doing a roll together just to move, but then decided that we probably should both be smart and sit, even though that made us miserable.
Drilling was defense against stack pass. Also worked actually doing the pass. Jen couldn’t be stacked and I couldn’t have the defense done to me, so the two of us worked with one of the newer ladies so she could stack on me and defend against Jen.
Then rolling to finish up, and Jen and I both headed for the exit for the same reason — not wanting to get caught up in “Well, maybe just one” and then injuring things further.
Back on (at?) the mats Saturday for Women’s Class, then last night again. Still sitting.
Going back to the doctor today to see what he says. Arm won’t take any weight, and even demonstrating a kimura grip was not the best idea (though the worst was trying to help tie someone’s belt. Pulled and ow.). On the other hand, the shoulder feels so much better now — I think if I were a “normal” person, I’d be told to carry on, it’s fine, but because my goal is to choke people with that arm, there might be more to it.
Went to the Women’s Class today. It started small — holiday weekend — but grew to 8 by the time it was over. And we have new women with the start of the new semester. Wohoo!
Could only sit and point. It seems, though, that if I can tuck that arm in, it will be mostly okay once I start training again. Although, it also seems like it might not like being touched or pushed on, which might be an issue. We’ll see, though not for a while yet…
Well, boo. Finally went to the doctor, x-rays and all. Type I Shoulder Separation.
At least it’s not worse. Doc says two more weeks of rest, then start physical therapy. And I’ve been doing all the right things with it so far, too, so that’s good.
I seem to need to learn all the lessons that everyone else never needs to. No one else would’ve been so dumb as to not tuck through on that sweep or to be going so lightly in the first place that they weren’t thinking of protecting themselves first. What’s that saying about “Some people’s purpose in life is to serve as a warning to others”? Hrm. :/
Class last night, I nearly passed out. Lots of the dizzy and crap. Then tonight, trying to go light and I didn’t land right after being swept, instead landing on the point of my shoulder. Heard and felt a pop. Tried to keep rolling, but after a minute or two the pain was too much and I couldn’t move that arm well. Pain from the shoulder to my ear. Argh. Every. Time. Just when I’m starting to get past the last injury/stupidity, something else starts.
Not a happy camper.
Because there were no new people, we started class with rolling. Then into 5-min rounds of mount escape, against resistance. That’s a long time. My last round was with one of the guys, and trying to hold mount on him was almost more of a workout than trying to escape. Then a few more rounds of rolling.
Then the room did the buzzing and the spinning and the black dots, so I sat while they drilled. Sickle sweep, I think — the counterpart to the sweep I always do when they stand, which might be the Hook Sweep. They feed off of each other, anyway, and I learned them both an Emily Kwok seminar in Philly, but I really only play the one.
I came in early to help with the kids’ class. There’s a ton of them now! And they’re getting good.
Our class started rolling to warm up, and it was the second round where I landed funny. I tried to keep rolling and hope it would just go away, but it didn’t and my partner was putting pressure in a direction that arm did not like, so I had to stop. Got some ice then and sat through the rest of class until it was numb enough to drive home. Limited range of motion where it’s comfortable; beyond that, starts to feel as if all the little muscles up there are cramping, probably in an attempt to keep me from using that shoulder. I’ve Tiger-Balm-bombed it for now and will slap the heating pad on it shortly.