Can’t Go But Up
Well, I went to my first physical therapy session in forever this afternoon. My new therapist is very competent and compassionate. I shared with him my up and down journey. We reflected on lessons learned in the past. We looked at what the best approach was for me.
After testing my strength from head to toe one thing was obvious. Every muscle within me has been on a shelf for a long time. That one suffering body part has caused every other part to suffer. For so long I’ve just stayed away from anything that might cause me more pain. My fear of the slightest flare has kept my entire body hostage. There’s no part of me that isn’t at the lower level of strength.
The good news is I’ve got plenty of room to get stronger. I know in my heart things can only get better. I’ve got a list of exercises I will do every morning. We will take this rebuilding priceless methodically slow. I will meet with therapist weekly for the next fifteen weeks. I told him that he doesn’t have to worry about me doing my part. I still believe I can improve, but I’m realizing this will not happen overnight. Even still, in just two days of no cane my legs feel much stronger. I’m looking forward to seeing what God does in this next 3-4 month chapter of sweat and prayer.
“If one part of the body suffers, all the other parts suffer with it. If one part is given special care, the other parts are happy.” (1 Corinthians 12:26)