Through the Looking Glass

Today I have felt as though I fell through the looking glass with Alice.
Tired, emotional and teary seemingly without reason. A planned 10 minute nap turned into a two hour hibernation complete with the guilt that I should have been doing more purposeful things.
As mentioned in  my last post I have begun needling sessions, three in total, with great success. The last being Thursday night. My movement is still limited but improved and best of all maintaining gains in range. I am not sure how to describe the sensation of needling other than odd and weird. It's like being a voodoo doll in reverse, with good being practiced instead of bad.
Today I had a Physio session and as well as walking away feeling as though I had been beaten up I felt emotionally drained as well. Body and mind are so strangely interwoven and today I was acutely aware of this. We discussed final timelines and plans for my shoulder, and also plans for CrossFit training. So why with positive action and direction was I feeling this way? A friend said she feels "the body needs time to "integrate the changes made, whether they be chiropractic, massage, acupuncture etc" perfect sense really and a reminder to listen more closely to my body.
So where to now? Plan of action is to ease back into training 2 to 3 times a week, having recovery days in-between  Return to Physio in a fortnight after another needling session focusing on supraspinatus, which reacted strongly last session. Then with my Physio away for 6 weeks lecturing, teaching and consulting overseas, I will have lots of homework, stretching and mobility. On his return we will make a decision together as to our next move, if I have not improved or if I have plateaued we will look at an MRI and then referral for hydrodilatation treatment.

So like Alice going out to the garden and being shocked to find the paths don't work as she expected. That they twist and turn "more like a corkscrew than a path!" That the paths don't lead in the direction she wants to go, and she spends a long time getting turned around, but always ending back at the house.It's scary enough not being able to anticipate how things will go, but being constantly blind-sided by chaos and frustration sends me down my own corkscrewing path. So my journey like Alice's twists and turns along as I prepare to face my own personal Jabberwocky.