Days til brace off: 4, potentially
dis·a·bled
- (of a person) Having a physical or mental condition that limits movements, senses, or activities.
- (of an activity, organization, or facility) Specifically designed for or relating to people with such a physical or mental condition.
invalid - crippled
That’s what comes up on Google for me. Literally means to take the ability away from. Another definition I found said “to weaken or destroy the capability of”. This is accurate. It is as simple as wanting to do something and then say, “I am not capable of doing that.” I’m frankly not used to saying that. I’m a much bigger fan of someone telling me I can’t do something and then doing it anyway. Hopefully that’s what’s happening now. Dr. Muro told Rebecca and my parents that I would have no motion below my waist for the rest of my life. He told me personally that I had less than a 5% chance of walking.
That’s me standing, putting the weight on my right leg and flexing my quad. I am repeatedly told that 18-24 months is around the time after injury that I will know roughly where my condition has left me for the rest of my life. It’s been less than 3 months and I can “kind of” stand. This may not seem like much, but it is. I need to continually remind myself of this. I tend to get depressed with all the things I can’t do. But, really, God has left me with all the important things to live my life. I should (and try to) be thankful to God for what faculties and abilities I still have.
My dad tried to be cute and took this pic of me in the middle of a great business meeting we had yesterday. I love times like this because I tend to forget that I’m in a wheelchair. I forget I’m wearing that stupid brace, too. It’s just all about getting stuff done the smartest and most efficient way possible, and having fun doing it. It’s the end of the meeting that sucks - when everybody else stands to get up and I wheel away from the table.
Therapy yesterday was good, again. Jeremy had me working hard in the pool and then Tiffany had me walking around and really focusing on flexing my quads and glutes instead of just swinging my legs around the way I usually do. It was good and I was exhausted by the end of it. I think I was there from 9-12.
I just finished walking about 1250 ft with my KAFOs. Sorry Ben, the record had to be broken. Another good workout.
I met with Bill Meier of Park today. He reminded me of Isaiah 41:
8 “But you, Israel, my servant,
Jacob, whom I have chosen,
you descendants of Abraham my friend,
9 I took you from the ends of the earth,
from its farthest corners I called you.
I said, ‘You are my servant’;
I have chosen you and have not rejected you.
10 So do not fear, for I am with you;
do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.11 “All who rage against you
will surely be ashamed and disgraced;
those who oppose you
will be as nothing and perish.
12 Though you search for your enemies,
you will not find them.
Those who wage war against you
will be as nothing at all.
13 For I am the Lord your God
who takes hold of your right hand
and says to you, Do not fear;
I will help you.
I also had an incredibly thoughtful surprise come from the Batsons back home at St. John UMC in Kentucky. They had this brick made, and had it put next to the other bricks at the church my parents already had:
It’s the last one that’s new if you can’t tell. Thanks, Batsons!
Now it’s time to shower up and go watch the Blackhawks game. Based on the last 4 games, it will be a great game!
God bless and GO HAWKS!
Chip
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