I’ve worked my whole life in construction. It’s so important for me to take care of my family. But I was on a worksite less than a year ago when I collapsed. I had a stroke, and the doctor told me I almost died.
They brought me to Bronx Center. I was still in terrible shape. I couldn’t walk, I couldn’t stand up. I couldn’t even eat on my own. This was the absolute lowest point in my life. I was always the man of the house who took care of his family, and here I was unable to take care of myself.
It would have been easy to feel sorry for myself, but the therapists and nurses and social workers—everyone at Bronx Center— wouldn’t let me. Not only are they really good at what they do, they’re really good just at being supportive and compassionate.
Slowly but surely, they brought me back—every step a success. They’re helping me to regain what I’ve lost. How? By showing me just how strong I am. Strong enough to get better, to one day walk out of Bronx Center with no walker, no crutches, no nothing. Strong enough to take care of my family.
Nonprofit Skilled Nursing: Not for ...
Apr 7, 2021