August 1, 2019
It has been a while since I last updated everyone on my progress. Things are still moving much slower than I would like. Tomorrow marks eight weeks since I officially put away the wheelchair. I still have to use it if we’re going somewhere that involves a lot of walking, but for everyday use, it is no longer a viable option for me. I am regularly wiped out by the end of the day, but it is a good sort of tired.
As of today, I am officially back to work full-time. I came back 20 hours a week in late January. In July I upped it ten more hours to 30 hours a week. As of August 1, it is back to full-time work. About a month ago, I stepped back into my role with Route 56 (the ministry I pioneered two years ago for fifth and sixth graders.) It was significant spending some time with them at Forest Home. I hope to be well enough to attend winter camp with them in January.
Our church has stood by us throughout this whole ordeal. The leadership made up the difference while I was on disability and continued my salary through these months of part-time work. I am very thankful to be a part of the Mission Hills community.
One of the more frustrating limitations I have is the inability to use my left hand. It is incredible what you can do with your mouth to address this concern (my assistant came to my aid earlier today when she saw me carrying a water bottle in my mouth.) Pam Giali is my protector at the office, but I would rather have two functioning hands. Over the past week, I’ve discovered that I can open my hand when I wake up in the morning. It doesn’t last long, but it does give me hope.
In a few weeks, it will be one year since this occurred. I want to thank everyone for your continued prayers as I continue to recover.