I got the news I was anticipating and dreading.
My times at rehab for OT and Speech have come to an end.
It’s not that I won’t have a lot of work. It’s that right now they’ve taught me all the exercises they can. They’ve showed me all the tricks it’s safe to teach me.
Soon, it’ll be up to me and my desire to see the progress.
Oh, I’ll still have Dr. Pain.
But I can’t see driving two hours for one hour of PT. I’ll have to graduate.
I’ll have to trust me and my husband to keep cracking the whip.
To find the motivation to push harder today than I did yesterday.
To let the “want” inside of me never be satisfied.
The minute is is, I’ll quit trying.