How A Stroke Shaped My Life
Mar 26, 2019
Let me tell you a story of what transpired in my life to drive me to become a physical therapist.
Honestly, I had no idea what I wanted to do when I grew up. In college, I changed my major as frequently as I changed clothes, and I hated wearing the same outfit twice in the same month! I never really found anything that resonated with me. I never felt satisfied that I would be able to make an impact with each choice that I made. Eventually I settled for business management and started working for an insurance agency. I was settling for what my career had become. I didn’t hate it, but I certainly didn’t love it. Then tragedy struck...
My only living grandparent at the time, my Mima, suffered a major stroke and was rushed to the hospital. I really had no idea what to expect at that time. Was she going to live? Was she going to be able to walk? Would she remember who I was? I was naive and I was scared. Thankfully she survived this stroke, but it was far from easy. She went through intense physical and occupational therapy over several weeks. She had her ups and her downs, but she was beginning to bounce back. I tried to visit her as much as I could while she was in rehab, just to lift her spirits and see what she was doing in order to recover. Two major things occurred over this time. The first one was that I met a beautiful, amazing, and new to town occupational therapist, that later on, thankfully, decided that she wanted to be my wife! The second major thing was seeing the impact that physical therapy was having on my Mima. I needed to get in on that!!!
I decided that I needed to be able to help people on the same level that physical therapy had helped my grandmother.
Stay tuned to find out what inspired me to start my own practice...