Today marked a major milestone in Hunter’s recovery — his very first physical therapy session since the injury that changed everything. What doctors described as “necessary progress” felt, in reality, like stepping straight into a storm. As therapists worked to stimulate damaged nerves, sensation began flickering back to life. And with it came pain — sharp, relentless, overwhelming.
But the physical agony wasn’t the hardest part.
“I’m scared I won’t be able to protect my family anymore,” Hunter admitted quietly during a pause in the session. The fear of losing strength, of losing identity, of not being the protector he’s always been — that weighed heavier than any medical setback.
Therapists say nerve regeneration can be unpredictable. Tingling, burning, sudden jolts of sensation — all signs that healing may be happening beneath the surface. Still, progress often comes with setbacks, and today pushed him to his limits.
Then, through the pain, Hunter said something that left everyone in the room silent:
👉 “This arm may never be the same… but it’s still strong enough to hold the people I love.”
It wasn’t just a statement — it was a shift. A reminder that strength isn’t measured only in muscle or motion, but in resilience.
Recovery won’t be quick. Doctors estimate months — possibly longer — of intense therapy ahead. But today proved something critical: the fight is still there.
For Hunter, this wasn’t just about regaining movement. It was about reclaiming purpose.