Miracle Physical Therapist

In Father's Name (3)

The next day.

The miracle of getting a stamp of work started a busy day. I spent a long time healing coming down patients, interacting with team members, and adapting to the atmosphere of the unfamiliar treatment room.

Fortunately, there were no difficult patients. Most of the patients had been normal and outbreaks for a long time, so there was little motivation, and miracles didn't feel much interest.

After spending time like that, the time I was waiting for came at 4 o'clock.

"This was definitely his time. He was born in '65. Lefthemieu... Driver... before the outbreak... ’

Recalling the patient information, a wheelchair stood in front of him. You hear a sweet voice.

“Sir, how are you? He's down. ”

Turning around, you see a woman in her late 40s standing in front of him with a wheelchair handle. There was a man in a wheelchair who looked like he was in his 50s, and a sweaty blob formed between his head.

The miracle said, pointing to the name tag on his chest.

“I'm the selfish deputy director who became Park Bu-jin. We look forward to seeing you again. ”

Then the woman holding the wheelchair smiled and bowed her head.

“Oh dear, we really appreciate it. ”

The answer mainly comes from the caregiver, not the patient. Perhaps it is still awkward and unreliable, the miracle was asked in line with the patient's pulp.

“You must have come down from your workout. ”

Park Bu-jin opened his mouth for the first time. The incoming pronunciation was somewhat abstract.

“What do you think it means? ”

Perhaps it was because of this abstract pronunciation that he did not speak.

The miracle nodded, smiling.

“After doing this for a long time, I can feel it. I'm glad you're working hard. It looks like it's only going to get better. ”

Throwing a hopeful story is quite important. On the other hand, Park Byungjin had spoken first with a face that had greatly increased in reliability.

“Thank you for saying that. I work hard at it. ”

A miraculous, smiling miracle! I met him and said,

“I have some questions for Mr. Park. Can you elaborate on that? ”

“I'll even give you the passcode for the account. ”

“Whoa, easy there. It's too late to regret it later. ”

The miracle of taking a joke as a joke brings out the gist.

“The chart shows that the goal is to walk. You're a former chauffeur. Is there a reason you specifically intended to walk? ”

He hesitated a few times about the question. But I opened my mouth heavily to see if I had made up my mind. Fortunately, the decision was positive.

“This is the first time I've said this…… Actually, my daughter always decides in early April. I don't want to look ugly when I have to hold my daughter's hand as a father…… Of course, I wish I could drive a Porcrane...... but for now, walking is fast. ”

Marriage of my daughter... … I felt like I had a tasty carrot before I even started.

“Oops! Your daughter's getting married. Congratulations, I will do my best to help you achieve your goal. ”

Was it a good feeling, or was it a bit of a facial expression? He expressed his enthusiasm to begin treatment quickly.

“How... do I lie down here?" ”

I looked around and saw that most of the therapists were treating him with the patient on their back. It is like looking up at the sky, or sitting next to a patient who is lying on his side and touching his legs and arms. The miracle scratched the temples with a slightly disliked look.

“Have you ever had to lie down and heal? ”

“Yes, I mostly lie down and treat it. ”

“I see. That's a good idea, too. But seeing Quadri Kane (a medical cane with four feet) hanging up, you should be able to walk, right? ”

The miracle said, pointing to Kane on the left side of the wheelchair. Then he nodded.

“Yes. Marnie's still a bit of a slob, but I can walk with him. ”

“Then let's walk ahead. Would you like to stand up?”

A little help woke him up. And he grabs Quadri Kane in his hand.

“Then walk. ”

Park Ji-hyun, who spoke with a determined expression, began to take a step. At the same time, the two eyes of the miracle of assisting are beginning to become busy. Finding pathological movements and problems during the Gate of Paralysis was more important than anything else.

* * *

The biggest problem with pulsation was that the left foot touches the ground from the front foot. A normal gate can only be achieved by reaching from the heel to absorb shock, which is a complete collapse of the cycle. The miracle brain, which carefully observes its appearance, began to rotate rapidly. A picture was drawn in his head.

Problem: The start of the gate angle is the toe, not the heel.

Hypothesis: It will be a structural problem due to the pathological shortening of hamstring muscles (hamstrings) and calf muscles (calf muscles).

When the miracle found the problem and the solution, the stubborn walk returned to its original position. The miracle nods. Now that I had my own problems and hypotheses, it was time to prove my hypothesis.

“Good to see you. So let's get started. ”

The miracle of adjusting the height of the therapeutic table and fitting it to the hip of a rash went into full treatment.

‘First, let's increase the anti-gravity muscle, Karl Muscle, and Hang String Muscle. ’

The best way to increase the anti-gravity muscles, Calf Muscle and Hamstrings, was also to expose them to gravity.

Under the guidance of a miracle, muscles in the hind limbs of a palpitation begin to rest on the influence of gravity.

“Ugh!”

He bit his lip a little bit to see if it was hard. The hind legs placed under gravity begin to tremble. I didn't make a few reps, but I started to sweat on his body. The pathological shortening of the muscles was making his body difficult.

Of course, it is forbidden to make the patient too difficult. Miracles have helped with pulsating movements with adequate water control.

“Go left, go left! Again!"

The miracle was completely immersed in his healing. He didn't even know it was going to take time and induced and induced pulsation to carry his weight on his left leg.

As a result, the heel of the pulsating back that was floating in the air began to come closer to the ground.

The miracle has been checked for a short time. Half of the treatment time had already passed.

Is it time already? Let's move on to the next move. ’

The miracle sat down by adjusting the treatment table. Then he breathed heavily. The miracle of waiting for your breath to sink begins in the second half.

“Now you're going to lie up straight. No, stick to the left instead of the right. Right. Your left foot is under the table... OK. ”

A miraculous gesture grabbed the left leg of a pulsating rash that landed under the table. And I gave him just one thing.

“Can you feel my hands on my heels? Just think of one thing. Push my hand with my heel! All!" Just think about it and follow me. ”

The PNF subroutine pattern to use now is originally a very complex technique. The movement of the hip, knee, ankle, and toe joints must all be induced, so sometimes even the therapist you want to apply is confusing.

But they ask the patient for such a complex series of processes. If I was a skilled patient, I could do it with my current erection.

The miracle is that I cut all the complicated branches. Instead, I focused on the roots. Focus on eliciting the most important movement in the movement now.

“Here, push! Push it! ”

The voice of the miracle, again, was quite cheerful. It worked strangely well. It was definitely not for a while, but my body moved like a van. I thought I could help you sleep a little.

Is this all the power of the Magic Hand? ’

I was curious to think so. Now that you have a level two magic hand, I was wondering what would happen if you put it all the way up. He recalls the system, repeating his movements. However, the system did not give a clear answer.

Not available at this time.

You want me to put it up? Yeah, I'm just curious if you want to put it up. ’

Decades of body movements, determined to film Manfrep one day. Finally, the desired movement starts to emerge from the pulsating motion. I felt the push in my heel.

The miracle was to bring this feeling to a walking motion.

“I'll get up just like that. ”

The miracle of carefully placing your foot down, as if you were setting down a treasure, raises you to a pulsating position. And I sat on a therapeutic spool (chair with wheels) and taught him how to gate.

“Just the way you moved earlier. Again! Again! ”

Park Byu-jin surprisingly followed well. Patients who originally had brain damage tended to go back to the beginning when their behavior changed, but that was not so bad.

‘That's enough. ’

A miraculous nod lifts a hand from the paralyzed body. Instead, I grabbed his right arm slightly.

“Here, I'll help you. Just walk. ”

“Oh, yes. ”

I answered, but the stuttering did not take a step easily. It was because of the fear of stepping forward without Kane.

‘Without Kane, it's impossible. If you keep your right foot like this, I'm going to fall. ’

And that's when the miracle happened. It was a comfortable voice somewhere.

“I'm here to help. Don't worry. Pick up your feet. ”

As soon as I heard that, I suddenly felt courage. The tremor that swallowed the dry saliva took its first step. And at that moment, he could feel it.

“Huh! Huh? Huh?"

The legs were strangely energized. His eyes twitch with a few more steps. The power of the left leg, which did not enter, was entering like a lie, no matter how hard you tried.

The pose was slower and slower while caring about the legs, but at this moment, that was fine.

Am I dreaming? Did you do something magical? ’

Park Byungjin shouted that way.

Of course, this was not magic. It was just an illusion that the left foot that barely touched the toe was widening the area that touched the ground. as if the person who was walking with a flick of his foot could feel a sense of stability when walking again.

Meanwhile, my wife, who was watching Park Bujin's gate from afar, kept holding back the tears that were about to burst out. I could shed tears without hesitation if a single drop of tears flowed. I desperately lifted my hands and closed my mouth.

He had fallen sick half his life devoting himself to the name of the head of the household. I thought I'd never walk again. But now I see hope, hope to walk again. That broke her heart.

“Thank you, thank you……. ”

She repeated it several times. It was then that a message appeared before the eyes of the miracle.

Successful treatment completed. You will be awarded 20 points for your reward.

Before, it was just that I finished the treatment. But this time, the modifier "successful." Maybe that's why the point was doubled.

Is it the sign? It really feels like something's working. ’

But that wasn't the end of the message.