he is so gorgeous

He is so gorgeous.  I have always been his biggest fan, his cheerleader. Watching Michael go through physical therapy today was like cheering him on at swim meets.  You could see the excitement in his eyes when he was greeted by his therapist.  A big smile when she came.  She pulled him up, sat him on the edge of the bed and Mike beamed. She scolded him when he let his head slump and for the rest of the session, he tried his best to sit up straight for her.

You could see it was exhausting but it didn’t end there.  “Mike, I’m going to stand you up now”, she says as her arms went under his.  He tightened his lips and up they went.  Anyone laying in the bed for three weeks would struggle not to have sea legs and so did Michael.  But with everything he had, he stood with her support.  With his back straight, his head high and sweat puring down his face, he stood.  Oh what we take for granted.

I am reminded of two comments from this blog.  Jessie’s “Mike is the one that taught you the lesson.” and David’s “just ask”.  None of us, including Michael want to be here. But we are.

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