People have been calling us The Fenwalters for quite some time now. (((Ya know, a cross between Nick Fener and Lindsay Showalter))) And lately it’s beginning to grow on me. We’re kind of like Brangelina, but without the drama, the 15 adopted kids, and unfortunately so, the millions of dollars!
Look for huge things from The Fenwalters in the future. Like walking! And SCUBA diving! And jumping! And helping our friends! And loving our families! Life is going to be better than we ever knew possible. In fact, in some ways it already is. Perspective is a funny thing.
During therapy today, I finally got to see Nick roll over to his belly and lay there. He looked just like a turtle! Not so much a Ninja Turtle though. More like a narcoleptic turtle. But anyway, the method with which his therapist was telling him to move his legs and hips was exactly how we teach our Level One skydiving students. Extend through the hips! It was refreshing to be reminded of something so familiar, yet so distant.
I really like Nick’s primary physical therapist. He’s excellent! I hate missing out when Nick has a session with him. I feel like I learn just as much as Nick does. He is so detail oriented, and has an amazing gift of precisely pinpointing a persons needs, and then intelligently conveying his ideas in a way that you can understand. All the while, focused on the goal of learning to be independent. He actually reminds me of my amazing buddy Pat McGowan. Certainly not because they look similar! No way! But because of their commitment to the outcome of success. Patrick would completely invest himself in his student’s success and overall positive experience. And John is completely invested in Nick’s success during each session. It’s just obvious! They’re really starting to have a great time together too. I’m definitely going to miss him when we choose a place closer to home for Nick’s outpatient therapy. I hope we can find another therapist who embodies even half the qualities that Pat had. Nick can’t afford NOT to work with someone like that.
The chest and abdomen Xray’s came back negative today. It showed that he is indeed only M.O.S., Moderately (Full) Of Shit, instead of F.O.S. He’s still having pain when he inhales, so they’re monitoring him closely. I can’t wait until all these ridiculous little complications get under control and go away for good. I’m ready to move forward at full speed ahead!