I would have never thought I would be sad leaving a physical therapy office. I injured my right knee back in august while fleeing from a false active shooter at the mall. My injured knee was always a reminder of that traumatic day fleeing with a large group of people to then be tripped and stepped on. Jamie made me forget about that every time I went to see her. Not only would she show me ways to get better but always ask me how I was doing mentally and of course we would share picture of her cat Jasper and my dog Jasper. We would spend an hour together every appointment and it just flew by. She was always patient with and my leg wouldn’t be back to normal if it wasn’t for her. I’m gonna miss this place.