Starting this Monday, I will start PT twice a week as well as OT and Speech Therapy. This got me thinking today about the things I would have done differently had I known life would be so different now. Would I have been silent when I wanted to speak? No. Would I have danced on a table? No but I would have thought about it. 😆 Would I have pushed myself harder to run faster when I toyed around with it, even if that made my head hurt years ago? Yes. Would I have hugged more people that matter? Definitely. Truthfully, I have worked my entire life to not put limits on myself. Not physical ones anyway. I recounted a story for my mom this evening. The first time I did PT it was for balance and I had the best guy helping me. He asked me one day when we were first getting to know each other why I always looked down when I walked. That I didn’t seem to have bad balance when I walked. Simple I said. So I don’t waddle. I got teary and he said well, you’re looking up from now on. No more looking down. I ran into him years later and I thought that was him getting into a car as I was walking into the gym to pedal my clots away. He looked, saw me, we spoke, and that was that. Little does he know what those nine months did for me over the past four. ❤️
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