Being here in the rehab center, there's all types of personalities and characters I've come across. The particular rehab I am staying at is not like the ones in New York, where they may have several floors for the numerous groups of patients within a category for the different kinds of injuries. In New York, you'll even find different buildings, separating the elderly from those not quite consider "elderly". Here, where I am currently staying in Florida, there is no such thing. The closest place I would have to travel for a facility that might house patients within the category of either my kind of case and/or my age, is an hour away from my home here. Thus, the rehab center where I am recuperating in, is actually doubled as a Nursing Home/ Rehabilitation Center. I am interestingly the youngest patient they, I believe, have ever had. So fitting to my unusual story! As you can imagine I've been quite the "celebrity", not just with the staff, but even with some of my fellow patients. Whether a small "how are you today?" or sideways look of curiosity, or just a pleasant good day nod; it's all been a little amusing and inspirational. To watch some of these folks be dedicated to getting well and back up on the own, I have to stop and imagine myself at there age, wondering if and when I reach that point in life, who will I be and will I be this strong?
That thought gets interrupted by the site of this one couple. I don't know their names, and I don't know why the wife is here in rehab other than she might've injured her arm. But the dedication and the devotion her husband displays is absolutely touching to my heart. As she wearily at times, does her therapy and does what she is told to do, he patiently sits next to her, and smiles. He speaks with her, encouraging her all the way. On days he doesn't sit in on our group therapy, he awaits her at the door, and walks her to her room! My, oh my, what a wonderfully blessed woman. To have a man who spends his days walking up and down these halls, attending to his wife's every need. Whether he is arriving to see her, or he is fetching a nurse, he is always there for his wife. In sickness and in health. She leans on him and does not worry about him coming to see her. She is quiet and has a very calm aurora. Again, I don't know their personal stories, but the one I've watched here has made me hopeful that there could still be such a beautiful devoted kind of God's Love between man and woman.
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