Tuesday afternoon. Yesterday Rob was admitted, and he has now settled in, as an inpatient at Rusk Rehabilitation, which is connected to NYU Medical Center. He is sharing a large double room with an older gentleman who appears to be completely bed-ridden. Today he underwent evaluations, after which he started into his new PT routine, and knowing Rob, he was pushing himself as far as he could. I’m sitting by his bedside now — he is so exhausted that he’s in a deep, deep sleep!
There are so many unknowns in our immediate future — but this much we know: the importance of Rob being able to walk, and walk well, with his new prosthesis is a priority. It seems that everything hinges on this: his ability to live independently, go to work, etc., etc. I can hardly express how grateful I am for the wonderful opportunity that he is receiving, and soon he’ll be getting on with his life. This stint in inpatient rehab will play such a crucial role in the process of Rob’s recovery, yet it was one that we did not exactly realize would be coming. Like driving down a road that you’ve never driven down before, here’s another example of not knowing what’s around the next curve!
Jeremiah 17: 7-8 But blessed are those who trust in the Lord and have made the Lord their hope and confidence. They are like trees planted along a riverbank,
with roots that reach deep into the water. Such trees are not bothered by the heat
or worried by long months of drought. Their leaves stay green, and they never stop producing fruit.