Nearly 4 months ago I hobbled into Heartland Physical Therapy to begin rehabilitation on my new knee. None of us knew at the time that while my knee may have been new, the leg it went into was in very bad shape.
Because of the condition of my leg, my therapy was profoundly difficult...for all of us. We had to measure my progress in inches, sometimes in parts of inches, but Steve and Angie of Heartland Physical Therapy never quit encouraging me and believing in me, I was able to achieve what once was thought impossible: a knee bend to 115 degrees!
Today was my last PT session (well, until we start on some other part of my body!) and I must admit that the thought of not seeing Shanel (the office manager and general do it all person), Angie and Steve 2 times a week is almost more than I can bear! I think it's only right that this should happen during the Olympic games. I am inspired by stories of redemption and courage and think that perhaps someday I will have such a story of my own.
Shanel, Angie and I always had something to talk about while I was doing wall slides or standing on one foot or doing straight leg lifts with 5 pounds of weight on my leg. Mostly we laughed, unless I was crying.
The bottom line is this: they cared about me and making me better.
Today was my last PT session. And I'm a bit sad about it.
Okay, it was also election day. I voted at 3:00 and I was the 18th Democrat who voted. Seriously? What kind of fucked up county do I live in? EIGHTEEN DEMOCRATS? I'm surprised that I was allowed to vote, except that 18 people can't really do much harm, can they?
Even though the Secretary of State, Chris Kolbach, did everything in his power to prevent people from voting (heaven forbid someone should cast a vote without a photo ID), election day still arrived. I thought that the job of the SOS was to encourage voting and make it easier. Guess that is not the case in Kansas where rich, white, conservative men make the rules.
