Therapy or Torture

    Therapy or torture, you see, I'm not really sure what to call it. I am one month out
from shoulder surgery on my right shoulder. At therapy, they keep telling me, it's
good for me, but my body screams at me, when I get home saying, if you really love
me, why do you keep hurting me.
    I try to sleep, there is not a single comfortable position to be in, especially with my
brace off, so now even in my sleep, my muscles have to work. What used to be my
dominate arm and hand, struggle with every move, assisted by my left arm. Pool
therapy starts today, while it will feel good to get back in the water, that added
movement allowed by the buoyancy of the water will move even more muscles that
haven't worked in quite a while.
    I have always been a firm believer in, no pain no gain, and when I used to work
out all the time, I actually looked forward to the day after pain of a workout. At 58,
I don't look forward to the pain, but I know this torture is the only way to get back
to work.
    The plan is to work to get the shoulder back in shape, then work on the other parts
of my body that need therapy or repaired. I am enjoying the time with my wife,
though I know I drive her nuts at times. We have never spent this much time
together, in our 33 years of marriage. My Dr. visits and therapy, keep my wife busy,
not counting all that she normally does.
    I realize God has a plan for all that is going on in our lives, He always wants
what is best for us. Though there are times that I can't see the road ahead, I am glad
that God can. Once again, thank you for your prayers, Bill Akers