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Around this time last year I could barely even walk.
I could not sit up by myself. I needed someone to link arms with me to help me move where ever I wanted to go. I couldn't even laugh because it hurt too much. I was in a lot of pain. My goal by the end of the week was to be able to walk from my house, down to the end of the street where the stop sign is... I was so scared about going back to school. I was afraid that I wasn't going to be able to walk up the stairs to my classes.
I was talking about this with my mom. How amazing things have changed. She was saying how scared she was to leave me at school looking so frail. But by the time I got back to school I was doing soo much better. I made it and I did a damn good job with my classes too- Ended up making deans list that year.
I'm proud of myself.
I still have this lingering fear in the back of my mind that it's going to happen all over again. However I cannot let those fears consume me.
Now I have a more profound appreciation for my ability to walk. Such a simple act...putting one foot in front of another. We take this for granted. but I won't take it for granted any longer. Now when I jump and skip and leap and dance around like a big fucking goof ball, I will know how remarkable this all is.
I am going out dancing this weekend.
I could not sit up by myself. I needed someone to link arms with me to help me move where ever I wanted to go. I couldn't even laugh because it hurt too much. I was in a lot of pain. My goal by the end of the week was to be able to walk from my house, down to the end of the street where the stop sign is... I was so scared about going back to school. I was afraid that I wasn't going to be able to walk up the stairs to my classes.
I was talking about this with my mom. How amazing things have changed. She was saying how scared she was to leave me at school looking so frail. But by the time I got back to school I was doing soo much better. I made it and I did a damn good job with my classes too- Ended up making deans list that year.
I'm proud of myself.
I still have this lingering fear in the back of my mind that it's going to happen all over again. However I cannot let those fears consume me.
Now I have a more profound appreciation for my ability to walk. Such a simple act...putting one foot in front of another. We take this for granted. but I won't take it for granted any longer. Now when I jump and skip and leap and dance around like a big fucking goof ball, I will know how remarkable this all is.
I am going out dancing this weekend.