Nicole came with me for several physical therapy sessions in 2006. This guy was a hoot - he'd tell me to move those hips! Stop walking like a man! My daughter would laugh and often grab my hips like he did and rock them back and forth at home. She said "he is right - move those hips, you walk like Poppa!"
I miss her so much right now. Afterwards I'd get a massage if I was lucky. She was a massage therapist, remember? We also watched Grey's Anatomy and The Practice. I no longer watch either show.
So, fast forward to now - I'm in PT again. We're busy working with the stairs, the bars, teaching me not to run into people (heh) and there he was.
I wave. He does not recognize me. In 2006 I had long red hair - some of you may recall. =) When I open my mouth he remembers me - I'm deaf. =)
I can see he is quite startled at the change in my appearance. No time to talk.
As my therapist and I walked back downstairs I told her I used to be a redhead but now I'm one of the silver ladies. She knew about Nicole.
It is disconcerting to know the last time I saw him for physical therapy Nicole was alive. I don't know if that makes sense to anyone but me.
7 comments:
It makes perfect sense to me. The holidays also make us prone to miss our loved ones who have passed. It is good that you and your daughter shared many good times together in spite of her illness. I am glad you remember laughing with her and watching your favorite TV shows. Someday there will be more pleasure than pain in these memories.
And perfect sense here too.
The 'family holiday season' can be so hard on the lonely or the bereft. Sending you many, many good wishes (and I am about to start PT over here).
This doesn't have to make sense to anyone but you, Sherry... and I really feel special that you are willing to share your thoughts out here...
...remember, "Work those hips!"
It makes sense.
I understand. Different circumstances, but I understand.
we used to
watch The Practice, too
I made the
original green bean casserole
using microwave directions
I found on the internet
I thought of your Nicole
be a hippy, Sherry!
It makes sense. I'd have avoided him. My hips are shot. MS must enjoy our hips.
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