Dan M
New Member
I just thought I would share a TMS confirmation moment. We take our little victories where we can, don't we--
I always thought I had TMS since reading Dr. Sarno's book about three years ago. Just started realizing a couple of months ago that I had to believe completely to make a difference. I have lots of other symptoms, not necessarily relevant for this post. I had a muscle spasm in my arm that went on for weeks that I thought was something serious--tendonitis, torn ligament, something horrible. When the doctor told me it was a muscle spasm, it finally clicked that I really had TMS and it was up to me to change my daily pain.
I play basketball twice a week, a bunch of guys in their 40s and 50s pounding on each other. Great fun, but I missed weeks because of my arm, and after going to the doctor realized I need to keep playing.
Today, my arm hurt a lot, I had a lot of energy, couldn't make a shot because my arm hurt, and I was scared to extend it. There was one play where the ball was going out of bounds and the only way for me to save it was to take my *bad* arm and throw the ball as hard as I could to my teammate at mid court. I did and it hurt like crazy. If it was a real injury, it would be immobile now and still hurt. Guess what--7 hours later, no pain. It was another affirmation that even though it hurt, I still could push myself to the fullest with no ill effects.
A small victory in the moment, but feels like a big one.
I always thought I had TMS since reading Dr. Sarno's book about three years ago. Just started realizing a couple of months ago that I had to believe completely to make a difference. I have lots of other symptoms, not necessarily relevant for this post. I had a muscle spasm in my arm that went on for weeks that I thought was something serious--tendonitis, torn ligament, something horrible. When the doctor told me it was a muscle spasm, it finally clicked that I really had TMS and it was up to me to change my daily pain.
I play basketball twice a week, a bunch of guys in their 40s and 50s pounding on each other. Great fun, but I missed weeks because of my arm, and after going to the doctor realized I need to keep playing.
Today, my arm hurt a lot, I had a lot of energy, couldn't make a shot because my arm hurt, and I was scared to extend it. There was one play where the ball was going out of bounds and the only way for me to save it was to take my *bad* arm and throw the ball as hard as I could to my teammate at mid court. I did and it hurt like crazy. If it was a real injury, it would be immobile now and still hurt. Guess what--7 hours later, no pain. It was another affirmation that even though it hurt, I still could push myself to the fullest with no ill effects.
A small victory in the moment, but feels like a big one.
