I have created this page in preparation for my meeting with Brenda Hudson (Registrar), Phil Sweeney (Chair of Board), and Heather Leslie (Vice Chair of Board) of the College of Physical Therapists of BC on January 27, 2016. We will be discussing the Registrant Competence Assessment (RCA) exam that all physiotherapists in BC are currently required to write.
For background on this on going matter please read my November 2015 post titled BC Physiotherapists Rally Together to Have a Voice
Since writing the above post I have learned a lot about the history of this exam and have had phone calls, emails and in person thank yous from all over the province for speaking up. Apparently I am not alone in my feelings about the principle of this test just being way off the mark. We have tried to challenge it from its inception but the College has marched forward despite our concerns.
The PABC has spent a lot of hours over the years trying to help resolve this issue to no avail so the challenge falls on our shoulders if we want to challenge what the College thinks is a good idea. My challenge is to create a platform that will reach all 3000 physios in the province because the PABC is protective of its email list and I’m guessing the College will be the same.
My original post had a much further reach than I expected, but this time I am shooting for ALL of you (3000+). Together with the small advisory team I have built, we will be emailing out a short questionnaire to get a sense of everybody’s stance on this subject and depending on the outcome of our January 27th meeting a petition to change the RCA exam to something more appropriate.
If you are a registered physiotherapist in BC, PLEASE sign up for the email list below so I can build the platform for us all to talk about this and have a powerful voice in dealing with the College. Read More
This article is a detailed account of the past 90 days of my life. A big part of me wants to forget everything that happened to me over the past three months, but something inside of me wants to tell the story. I warn you, that every time I go into detail about what I actually went through, people squirm and shy away, so this is my forum to get it all out. It was the darkest, lowest part of my life to date and I am still only just collecting myself to re-establish some normalcy for my family and business. I returned to work just a few weeks ago, under three weeks after my fourth eye surgery in two months after I was struck in the right eye with a hard orange floor hockey ball on August 19th, 2014.
My wife and three children were away at our family cabin. I had returned to work for the week after an amazing almost 3 week holiday, but I only made it to Tuesday before my world changed. Earlier in the summer a client had told me about a regular pick up floor hockey game at a nearby community centre. I went a few times before my vacation, but I was the new guy amongst a group that had been playing together for a while. The only guy I somewhat knew was my client who had told me about the game.
The game was social, but competitive. Every guy had a different level of protective gear, but most did not have any form of eye protection. I happened to have my squash goggles with me, but forget them in the car because I was running late. I had never worn eye protection playing floor hockey before, but was definitely considering it with this group; unfortunately I never got the chance. I decided to jump right into the game and was having a great time. I scored five goals in the first two games before it happened. I ended up in the corner just off to the side of net. I turned back to follow the ball when I saw a split second of an orange ball flying right at my face. Read More
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, macular hole
, manny malhotra
, retina detachment
Beth (as we will call her) was an energetic nurse in her mid-thirties with two young boys to chase around. She was an elite runner in her early twenties, but these days walking a few blocks was a painful chore and picking up her kids was nearly impossible. Pregnancy had done a number on Beth…twice. She had endured the slow nine months of body changes. She had powered through the labours and deliveries and ended up with two lovely little boys to watch grow and thrive, but her body as a result decided to stop cooperating with her desired lifestyle. She went from competitive running, to running a few times a week with discomfort, to just chasing her kids around in pain, to simply walking being a painful task in a period of just a few years.
When Beth first walked into my office she had “tried physio, massage, chiro, core training, prolotherapy and IMS” for her back problems with mixed success. IMS (intramuscular stimulation) had provided her with the most relief, but she still sat in front of me with a dysfunctional body so she obviously needed something more or different to help her get her body back. Her goals were simple: walk without pain, play with her toddlers and generally live an active lifestyle. I had to push her to include running on that list because she had resigned herself to the idea that she would never run again at the age of 37.
To look at her, Beth was a thin, lean looking runner with a big smile on her face and a positive attitude, even though her body had crapped out on her. She appeared to have all the pieces, so why was she still having so much trouble? Therapists had massaged her, needled her, stretched her, cracked her and strengthened her but she still couldn’t even walk without significant discomfort in her back. Read More
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Tagged with: back gripper
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, pelvic dysfunction
, si joint
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I used to beat the hell out of my body when I was in high school. I played soccer, basketball, rugby and a variety of other sports on almost a daily basis. I would bang and crash and hurt myself, but it never really slowed me down because I just took it for granted that within a few days or a few weeks my body would heal up and be ready for more. In University I tested my body with little sleep, more sports and a lot more alcohol, but I still always bounced back and kept going. Around my mid-twenties to early thirties a few things happened that started changing my perspective on life.
By the age of twenty four, I had completed two university degrees and was officially a registered physiotherapist. I’d like to think I was a lot smarter after six years of university, but I learned much more in the following six to ten years than I ever did in school. It was a time when my body seemed to start getting less and less invincible and I started gaining more and more perspective on the importance of physical health. I still played soccer, hockey and squash, but my body started taking longer and longer to recover; things that used to take days to feel better, starting taking weeks and I was forced to consider the physical consequences of my activity choices more than ever.
As a physiotherapist, working with clients from nine to ninety years old, I started recognizing that I was not alone in the weakening of my invincibility around age thirty. I would hear an average of ten ‘getting old sucks’ complaints a week, equally spread amongst the thirty, forty and fifty year-olds. The sixty and seventy year-olds tended to phrase it more around ‘this old body is falling apart,’ and the eighty to ninety year-olds just seemed to be happy if something actually didn’t hurt. Read More
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Tagged with: aging
, allied healthcare
, chronic pain
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, healthcare reform
, preventative health