my stroke recovery

at the hospital,the physio guided me to various form of exercise, one of which involves slipping some strait-jacketlike contraption on my affected arm, this whole appendage was then introduced into a machine that looks like a rice harvester.till today i am not sure of it's therapeutical use but i suppose this was a way to get the blood in my affected arm to flow. the whole physiotheraphy setup at the putrajaya hospital was woeful,there was no attempt to explain to me what happened and what they were trying to achieve. upon being back at home, i had my first session with an elderly masseuse, when he massaged my hands the pain was searing and unbearable. i was at this stage still totally ignorant of my predilection and was at the mercy of whatever was arranged by my dear wife. sometime in nov 2005 a friend brought another masseuse, pak lah, to start treating me, he confidently proclaimed that i should be walking after thirty sessions.well, thirty sessions went by very quickly but i was nowhere towards walking, not really,i was by then able to confidently stand-up, which was very good, as the imbalance was atrocious,i feel like falling down all the time. i made a few attempts to walk around but my loss of balance was too severe and debilitating and i was too scared of falling down and injuring my head