One of my favorite clients really hates massage. Doesn’t
want it, doesn’t like it, would rather do his own taxes with a broken pencil or
his own root canals with a rusty knife. Tough cookie, he never fails to tell me
how much he dislikes massage when he comes in. This massage therapist is easily
amused.
Trouble is, this guy had a car accident at age 19 and was in
a body cast for a year. He came back, inch by inch, with one functional leg and
one leg that had been so shattered and so stiffened it barely functions. He has
one intact quadriceps, no sartorius and scar tissue for most of his adductors.
And heck, he restricts me to working on the “good leg” only.
That car accident was 42 years ago. He’s managed through
strength and determination (that big muscle between the ears) to get this far.
He stationary bikes, walks with a limp and has had a lot of acupuncture.
Lately, the “good leg” has not been behaving. The knee is
getting tricky, he has lot of pain on the lateral side of the knee and femur,
and is very stiff.
Stiff is not the word. I tried for some basic muscle
softening, using Swedish and gentle spiral stretches to de-fuse the quads and
ITB. Well, these guys are resistant. Every single action is automatically
resistant to range of motion, a sign, I think, of too much control for way too
long.
Repetitive Swedish strokes were helping little, and the
normal PNF patterns were unable to break the chains. Time for some trigger
point.
I am comfortable with perhaps a half-dozen TRP techniques,
mostly time direct pressure or gradient pressure. TRP is not always my first
choice, because these techniques sting. But the TRP giants, Rolf, Travell, et
al, say treat trigger points to restore function. I agree.
Simply strengthening active trigger points will make them go
latent, but once activated by stress later on, TRPs become stronger than
ever. Each active attack gets a bit
worse until function is extremely restricted. Sort of like the “tin man.”
“Ëeeyoohhoootttuewsfffooosa!”
Yes, the secret samurai language of trigger points! Twenty
minutes and a gazillon milligrams of endorphins later, the good leg started to
soften. The magic of PNF returned, and the quads are beginning to act like
muscles.
Not exactly my favorite either, I told him, but TRP
certainly does the job.
Now for the hamstrings. He has the trademark short ham gait,
heels in, duck feet almost crossing when he walks. Wobbly and increasingly
prone to falls with age and weariness. I’m hoping to get the good hams to 45
degrees. Maybe even a back massage someday….
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