I’m so grateful for the physical therapy care I’ve been provided over the last year and a half. From Saskia at the hospital the first week after my accident to Alex and Andy at REHAB Basel to the staff at Physio Neubert to Kandice and her colleagues at ADAPT. Because of the quality care I’ve received, I am more advanced for my injury than anyone expected. I thank God for the miraculous advancements as well as for providing me with the best care all over the world across three countries and two continents.
Today was another hard working day at ADAPT, and I was completely exhausted by the end of the long session. Kandice and Bekah reminded me that I was finishing the eighth hour this week when my body is used to just one and a half per week. Of course I’ll learn new things about my body; of course I’ll be exhausted at a whole new level.
We repeated a lot of similar activities today to see how my body responds to these new patterns. Fatigue kicked in quickly today, and I was totally wiped by the end and ready for my Black Rock iced mocha. My mom had to run an errand on the way home, and we happened to drive by my old high school. We pulled in to stop and see the admin who has worked at the school since I was a baby. I was really excited to get a hug from Mrs. Stoller and chat for a bit before recharging on my parents’ couch for a few hours.
I also had the joy of spending the evening with the Grover family who have been a huge part of my life for almost ten years. This week has been so good for my soul as the families I’ve been able to spend time with are just an extension of my own. After dinner, we passed out guitars and played around (I left my old guitar behind with this family two years ago). I’ve never been close to proficient on the guitar, but I loved getting to hold one and sing along as we just enjoyed time together. As we reminisced of escapades over the years, the name Niebergall came up, so when Mark and Tina drove me home, I jumped at the idea of knocking on their door which is just a neighborhood over from my parents. Just over half of their family is currently in India, but I was super excited to see Jamie and Macie and fill them in on some of the details of my escapades. Jamie’s diverse work experience includes being a physical therapist years ago, so he was excited to see my progress face to face after reading lots of the details.
We talked briefly about what the medical expectations for my recovery were, and Jamie, who, after his time as a PT spent several years as one of my pastors, told me to ignore the limits doctors talk about because there are no limits with God. I take comfort in that truth, and I look forward with anticipation to the ongoing recovery that God will give and to the advances I can make with strategies developed with Kandice and maintained by my therapists back in Germany.
