Friday, January 25, 2013

Bone Whispering



Over the 25 years that I've been in practice, I've become an "injury specialist." While I don't like to deliver testimonials from my present and former clients, I can share some of my favorite family stories.

"You can take the pain out of anything…"  . My "once upon a time" partner's 11 year old son had fallen, after doing a dare-devil move on skis, landed on one hand just wrong. We took him for xrays. Both the radius and ulna bones were fractured just above the wrist complex.   He was instructed as follows: "Keep the splint on at all times except when showering, and wait a week for the swelling to go down, and then see your orthopedic surgeon to get it casted."

Then we went home, and ET (not his real initials) began complaining about the extreme pain he experienced.

I said, "You Know, I can help you with that if you'd like me to. But you'd need to take the splint off."

"Oh, no, she told me I mustn't do that!!"

"Let me know when you've changed your mind," I responded, and he went off to console himself. About half an hour later, he came back, and said, "Louisa, PLEASE help me!"

OK. We sat down together on the sofa, and I held his wrist gently in my two hands, focusing my concentration on the image I'd seen in the xray. The swelling went down, and when the pain had dissipated enough for him to tolerate, he called it quits for the time being.

We went to the movies as a distraction (The first Harry Potter movie had just come out). Afterwards, I said, "Let me know when you want more." and he went to bed.

"Wanting More" came at 5 am the next morning. Once more we sat together on the sofa, I held his wrist, and went to work. In about an hour, we both felt the bones shift into place, where they belonged, the swelling disappeared, the pain disappeared, and ET put his splint back on, happy and his usual playful self again.  Neither pain nor swelling ever returned.

A week later, the doctor xrayed ET's wrist, pleased that the fracture had healed so well all by itself, casted the lower arm, and made a new appointment for six weeks later.

A month or so after the cast was removed, ET was given an assignment in school; he needed to give an oral presentation to his class on some health related topic. He came to me and said "Louisa, I want to show the class how you healed my broken wrist."

"ET, you know nobody will believe us, don't you?"

"I don't care, I want to give my presentation on my broken bones and how they healed."

So we went to work in the kitchen, creating a bread and cookie dough model of the human arm, with some spaghetti and raw egg whites to show the nerves, blood vessels, and connective tissues. I also gave him some anatomy illustrations to include in his written work, and we went to class on the appointed day as a team.

ET explained our project to his class, we showed them the model. By now, no student was sitting at a desk in the "boredom" position. As everyone gathered around, we picked up the model and broke it.

"When bones are bruised or broken, it isn't just the bones that need to repair. It's all the ligaments, tendons, muscles, nerves, blood vessels, and connective tissues attaching to the bones, that also must be repaired, " ET said proudly. Making the model had really worked to give him the understanding he wanted. I was so proud of him.

"There's more to it than that, " I said to the class, "but that's the most important information that can help you if you ever get hurt like this."

"Makes sense…" his teacher said.