A year ago, we were still in the very early days of the physical therapy protocol aimed at the rehabilitation of His right shoulder replacement. After weeks and weeks of total immobilization, the PT was excruciatingly slow and gentle, allowing that prosthesis to stabilize... For what seemed like forever, the exercises looked like this:
Today, as we were hauling bags and bags and bags of groceries into the house, He just reached right up and grabbed the hatch on the car and pulled it down and closed it. I remarked on the change, saying, "You just reach right up and pull that down and never even think a thing about it. Your shoulder doesn't bother you even a little bit."
He agreed that it was true, and said, "My replacement shoulder feels better and stronger than my other shoulder." And then He said, "I think it is better than ever, and I think it is stronger because of spanking you."