Chase 6

Today i started physical therapy on my hand.

Remarkably, the therapist's name was Taylor*.

He had me dip my hand in hot molten wax five times, then wrapped it up in a mitt. I was a coward at first and hesitated and needed much coaxing.

"It's not gonna burn," he assured me. Repeatedly. I'm sure he was annoyed.

Ten minutes later he dewaxed me (that was way cool!) and performed a number of tests on my hand and arms to gauge the severity of my injury, making me go, "Ow, ow!"

As i continued to grimace and cringe, this Taylor concluded:

I believe you're in pain. But you're not paralyzed.

That blew me away. I hope that is true for me spiritually as well.


*Not his real name