Well, it has been 4 long months since I wrecked my hips trying to do Zumba. I knew it was a bad idea at the time, but did it anyways. Truth be told, I would have ended up in the same situation at some point along the way. When I started physical therapy, I couldn’t believe how weak some of my leg muscles had become. As I continued, I was surprised at how much pain the therapists could inflict on me, only to have it feel better. And I learned a lot about how proper positioning for exercising and the importance of good posture. I have always exercised on my own, but evidently have been doing some things incorrectly which helped lead to the hip problems. The rheumatoid arthritis that I had since childhood left my joints very stiff and stuck. The therapists assured me that my body could move in ways that I didn’t think it could. I would say a prayer and just trust that God gave them the wisdom and knowledge to treat me. They were right. Today I was discharged feeling better than I did before I even tried Zumba. I gave my main therapist a big hug and thanked her for all her encouragement and for everything that I have learned.

I Found God today in the gifted therapists that helped me recover from a painful injury.