Yesterday, I shared that I became a PT because I was allergic to cats!

Even though my dream of becoming a veterinarian was crushed by swollen eyes and tomato-paste colored skin, I was excited to be a Physical Therapist. I wanted to help people get back to doing what they love. I enjoyed using my skills and teaching people how to walk again, how to run again, how to play their sport again, or how to play with their grandchildren again.

Being a physical therapist is super rewarding. I get the privilege to impact people’s lives in a very positive way that is often life-changing for them...and me too. I love my people - yes, they are patients or clients - but to me they are My People. I want to take care of My People!

Here’s the thing, though. PT school did not prepare me. They failed to teach me One Big Thing!

They failed to share that I couldn’t just treat My People and help them get better. They forgot to tell me that this One Big Thing would:

• Limit the time My...