Graston Technique, Disney Marathon, and I'm A Damn Poser

If you’ve been reading this blog looking for running thoughts, you have been seriously let down. Running isn't happening much in my world, just a few strides at a time. I am verging on taking the word "running" out of this blog altogether, for I feel like a poser. I just can't do it.  I am damaged, not injured. There’s a difference. Injuries heal, maybe need treatment, but they heal. This damage doesn't. As soon as January hits, and my insurance renews, I've a  Physical Therapist lined up who uses the Graston Technique. It is designed for Scar tissue and uses medieval tools to work them out. Here they are:
 Check out this blog post on using the Graston technique. The results seem promising, but a bit alarming. But if these bruises help me, then, "Thank you sir, may I have another."
The ART massages I was getting certainly were helping grind out the scar tissue, and at least seemed to give me a correct diagnosis after a $1,500 MRI gave me bullcrap. The massages got me through two half marathons this fall. But as good as I am pushing through pain, and even enjoy it, this can't be pushed through. I've had injuries hurt more than this, but none as evil an insidious as things are now.
Without running, the writing mojo also dries up. Everything decays. Creativity. My spirit. My fitness level. I wish this was a stress fracture I knew would heal with 6 months off, but no, there is no ab exercise in the world nor stablizer muscle enhancer nor extended time off that is gonna fix this. Certain types of stretching that shred some scar tissue up, yes.
On January 11th, I am signed up to run the Disney Marathon. 21 days away, and my taper is supposed to start now, but instead I'll be getting my first DNF, which will be a DNS, of course. 
 If you are reading this, and have any experience with the Graston Technique, then please let me know.
Or if you want to go get my bib from the Disney expo, please do, and carry it across the finish line.