Life Lessons
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The Physical Therapist holds my crooked and gnarled hand through the aperture beneath as she stares me down through the plexiglass that divides us. She says, "I don't think that you are giving me your best effort."
Calmly, without blinking, I reply, "That really doesn't sound like me." And just as I was about to congratulate myself on my pithy response, she retorted, "If you don't push past the fear and the pain, you will never heal."
Ouch.
