Six weeks following a humeral fracture, my doctor ordered physical therapy. On my first day of arrival, I observed the facility was very small. There were four physical therapists in one bullpen type room (no curtains) and one private room with one physical therapist. The room was very crowded with equipment and beds, and all the pt's were male. The pt's that were in the bullpen had way more interaction with each other than with their patients. They only interacted with the patients to instruct on which exercise and how many reps. The pt's had two patients at one time. There was loud conversation about their weekend activities like fishing, gardening, and they were passing around a large lemon that was the topic of another conversation. They were way more focused on their personal conversation than tending to the patients. I was relieved when they assigned me to the private room with an older physical therapist named Luis, who seemed to be the only pt that was working quietly, focused and very professional. Luis was awesome, and he followed the doctors protocol. I actually felt better after my session with Luis. On my second visit I was assigned to a different pt in the bullpen. He was not personable, very detached, and ordering me to do things outside of protocol. My doctor ordered passive pt and this guy was putting me on machines. I kept reminding him of the protocol and he ignored me, ordering me to do things I could not do that were very painful. I have been to many pt facilities in my life, and never have I felt like getting up and walking out of a session, but this time I did. This place was unbelievable. read more
