Adventures of Andrew Lenz and a Yellow Ball

Witch Doctor

Thursday, September 26, 2019 (Court Day #311)

I arrived at Chiro-Kinetics  a few minutes before my appointment. When you walk in, one of the first things you see is a large collection of autographed photos of athletes. Runners, a few archers, and a number you couldn’t tell their sport.

With the help of the very nice receptionist Michelle, I filled out paperwork that Rachael hadn’t email to me in advance or paperwork that I hadn’t fully completed. When I got to meet Rachael in person she shook my hand, involuntarily, I said, “Ouch.” Yes, after two days of right-handed play in the last five days, it hurts to shake hands again.

Yes, waiting for the doc for evaluation.


Dr. Bergman did some resistance checking on my arm to see where my strength is and isn’t. “Try to push your arm this way.” We repeated that a bunch of different ways on both arms. He said most elbow problems are a result of the shoulder. After a few minutes of this, he pronounced almost to himself, “I know what’s wrong.” He pointed to a bone chart and said one of my ribs was out of position from the . . . I think he said 2nd or 3rd vertebrae. After that, I went out and waited in one of the chairs by the receptionist.

Massage or Torture?

I waited for the soft tissue lady to return from her break. I think they said her name was Tess. When she got back, she talked to the doctor then came back and took me to a small room with low light and soft music. I should have been taken that as a sign! She asked me to take of my shirt so it wouldn’t get wet. When I lied down on the padded table, in my right hand, she had me hold a cold towel with a wire coming from it. Then she put another cold towel with a wire around my shoulder at the armpit. Dr. Bergman opened the door and popped his head in with a comment and she then moved it across my back at my shoulders.

She applied some gel to my right arm and shoulder then got to work massaging. It hurts a bit as she pushed down hard with the butt of the palm of her hand along my forearm and bicep. She chatted during the process. “Do you like me so far?” I responded, “Yeah…?” “Remember this moment. It’s about to get worse.”

She applied more and more pressure. She did deep massage on my right arm and shoulder and neck. Pain. She used a metal blade like tool that she ran up and down my arm, shoulder, and neck. Also pain. This took about 30 minutes. A lot of it was intensely painful. Like so painful, my head popped up from the table on several occasions as I winced in pain. She also used these super suction cups to pull up my skin and she ran these over my my arm, shoulder and neck. Painful. She said she’s been doing it for 26 years. “You’ll have some bruises.”

A newish player (I believe I’d seen him once before) named Robby on Sunday said his wife had bad tennis elbow and nothing helped until she went to a specialist who ran something that she described as a table knife up and down her arm. Now I know what she—and her husband—was talking about. I hope it works for me too.

When the woman was done, she told me I could do a similar thing on my arm using something like a wooden handle spatula.

Bone Adjustment

Once she was done, she took me out to a bench in the open area where there were several of them. There I would wait for a short time. A woman was next to me on one side and another woman was on the other. The first woman knew exactly what to do—she moved into the exactly correct position when asked to turn over. The doctor was done with her start to finish in about 2 minutes. I was next. I took a bit longer.

He had me face down on a bench. He felt around on my ribs on either side of my spine with the palms of both his hands then applied sudden heavy pressure.

Then he had me turn over. He pushed on my shoulder. He made some comment almost to himself about it being stiff. He went to the divider half wall that separated us and the reception are and grabbed an electric tool that looked like a mini pile driver with the pushing part the diameter of a cigar. He used this on my collar bone, then my shoulder, then my forearm. After a minute of that, he put it back and came back with a mallet and a dowel. He lined up the dowel . . . tap, tap, tap, WHACK! Then another. Tap, tap, tap, WHACK!

Then he gripped my hand with both of his and waved my arm up and down. Then pushed on the forearm bones. He messed with my arm then finally got my elbow bone to crack. “Your elbow was really locked up.”

Then he too a wide rubber band and wrapped it around and around very tightly about 4″ above my elbow to about 4″ below my elbow. Then he had me move my arm all around in “every imaginable position” including imitation bicep curls. I did my best to mirror his example of arm movements. At this, we were done.

As stood at the reception desk, Dr. Bergman said, “I think one more treatment and you’ll be well on your way.” I hope he’s right. The way he said it, it didn’t across as super convincing. But Chris Yoder said it was a couple of trips that did it. Finger crossed.


It was a much faster drive home than it had been to get up there. Driving up was about 2 hours and 15 minutes. Home was about an hour and 20. I made a quick lunch then iced my elbow.

How bad was this bruising going to be? Huh, yeah…

Boy. They did a number on me! Ow. Now you can see why it hurt!!

Dentist or this deep tissue work? I think I’d prefer the dentist every time! Man.


Scotts Valley Play

68th day out playing lefty. Tennis elbow.

I arrived at Skypark at 7 p.m. Boy! It was busy! There were cars everywhere. I had to park off the road next to the path on wild grass, like some others, though I had to get even more creative!

Back to lefty for my play. I wasn’t about to go back to right-handed with the pain I was experiencing in my arm.

A boatload of people! Maybe even 35! All eight courts in use with people waiting!

Bill and I beat Allan K. and Karen. 11-4. Time to buy a lottery ticket. “You played very well,” complimented Allan afterward.

Adrian brought a friend, Charmaine. Tonight was her third night out. She’s got a great attitude and is humble. Thankfully, she’s a player who can hit the ball over the net and occasionally hit winners. For every winner, there are probably 2-3 errant shots, but everyone has to start somewhere.

Bruce and I played his wife Janet and Terry (Gary’s wife). Bruce and I won 11-0.

After a fierce rally at the net when Bruce and I were playing our second game against Terry and Janet, Colleen happened to watch it on the way out. “That was a good rally . . . did you play that left-handed, Andrew?” I nodded and silently pointed to my left arm. “That’s impressive!” Bruce and I ended up losing that game 11-8. Janet made three excellent crosscourt hard-angle shots off to my left side that I couldn’t get to. Brilliant shots.

When I got home, I iced my elbow one more time.


Friday, September 27, 2019 (No Play)

Boy. Sore. Even where there are no bruises. Sometimes, I’ll fold my left arm across my chest and rest my right arm on my left hand. But not this week! No dice. Too painful.

I was hoping to play this morning, but work is always the priority.

I popped next door from work to Outdoor World to see if they had any tennis racket grip tape to beef up my pickleball paddle grips. They did but it was synthetic leather and $18 for a single one-handle package. More than I wanted to spend. I told Tony, the manager—we know each other, manager to manager—why I was there and he asked if I’d seen the white wrapping. Nope. Well, he found it was sold out, that why! But he showed me that they had a pickleball set now. They had a couple of cheap tennis rackets and one pickleball set. Wow, that’s a shock. They don’t have a ton of sporting goods, really.


When I got home later, I got out the ice and iced my elbow again.


Saturday, September 28, 2019 (No Play)

Finally, one of my pet peeves about the poor quality of typical warm-ups brought to video! This is a BIG DEAL in my book. We tend to be very sloppy in our warmups and then are surprised when we get attacked on those same shots in a game. Duh!

I didn’t think it was possible for my bruises to get worse, but they appear sure appear more colorful than two days ago. There are green areas on my right bicep! Still very sore too.

Number of days on a court: 311
Number of total hours: 866

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  1. Christina Kobland

    I’m anxious to hear how this turns out. What kind of a ‘doctor’? Chiropractor? They’re always looking for oddball treatment methods.

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    • Andrew Lenz

      Hi Christina! Yes, he’s primarily a chiropractor from what I gather. I haven’t figured out the entire practice there yet, but his wife is involved too as some form of practitioner. It’s all new to me.

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