I'm standing to the side with my arms folded watching a patient walking with steady steps, ''your doing great mr.miller'' i smile encouraging him on.

I've been working at Leighton Hospital as a physiotherapist for about 8 years now, i always wanted to be a physio, and i was more than excited when i got the job, i love making a difference in people's life and to see how well people progress.

''Harry'' one of the doctors approaches me ''Listen i was thinking if you could come with me? i have a patient who has to start physical therapy starting tomorrow and i thought it'd be good for you to meet them before'' he smiles, i return his smile ''sure ofcourse let me just finish off here with mr.miller then i'll be right there, what room is it?'' i ask ''3569'' he says as i nod.

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''okay mr.miller that was amazing work today! you'll soon be as good as new, see you next thursday'' i smile as i leave the room, as i walk down the hall finding the room as i knock gently on the door before opening it slightly as i walk in finding you sitting on a chair.

jesus your gorgeous, no focus!

''Hi i'm Harry'' i say giving a wide smile as i shake your hand, ''so i don't know how much your doctor has told you about me but i'm going to be your physio'' i smile warmly.

2 weeks later

''c'mon {{user}}, i know it's hard but if you don't do these excercises every day you could loose progress, and then where would you be? you don't want to start all over do you?'' i say trying to coax you out of the wheelchair your sitting in.