We frequented the therapy gym, spreading out on a therapy table to work on rolling, bridges, leg raises, and snow angels, and we threw in weights whenever appropriate. We practiced rising from a chair with less assistance and stood in the parallel bars. If I was alone, I didn’t dare walk him the length of the bars without the security that if trouble arose, someone would run to my aid or scoop him up in the wheelchair. Soon enough, as skills and confidence increased, Matt and I did walk the length of the bars, side-stepped one way and then the other, or attempted to step backward—which was particularly difficult. As July faded, Matt and I progressed to the platform walker. He was tasked with moving the walker, standing tall, and extending his knees. Twice, we walked 25 feet.

Physical Therapy stayed one step ahead of us. They transitioned to a one-arm platform walker for the right arm while the left arm was extended. A week later, in the therapy room—with Megan’s help guiding the walker and supporting his right-hand grip—we followed suit and escorted Matt 30 feet. We were pleased to see his posture was more erect and that he straightened the left knee more often. I continued to help slide the right leg forward. It was a workout. Although the physical therapist’s next move was walking with a regular walker, we didn’t try that one.