Imagine waking up to a world of unknowns
unable to leave this hospital bed
unable to eat solid foods
unable to take care of yourself
unable to drive
unable to run
unable to speak
unable to control how you felt
unable to just be you.
Now imagine all your friends disappearing
imagine you are always treated like a child
imagine not being able to run and jump
imagine everything taking twice as much effort
imagine all of the frustration when something just won’t work
imagine having to face mounds of discrimination
imagine having to deal with people thinking they know what is best for you
imagine people doubting your dreams
imagine that you have to fight just to be given a chance
What I have said above applies to me and pretty much everyone with a life altering injury.
For weeks I was doing stuff but I didn’t fully realize it til mid june; that is the day I was released from RIC.
I was so happy that I got to leave, almost as happy as the day I got my mcdonald’s shake and fries. Trust me, one can only eat thickened foods and drink thickened OJ and Cranberry juice. By the Way NEVER try pureed fish. OMG! Yuck!
But then reality stuck and I was heading into a world of unknown.
There would be very little structure to my day, no pt, no ot, no speech, no art therapy
Just my mom and I; my stepdad had work during the day.
I was a 20 year old living in my parents basement. I wasn’t able to drive. I wasn’t able to work. I had no friends to hang around with. I was stuck in this wheelchair.
I finally made it back to school but that was a new challenge. Even though there was the ADA many places were still not accessible, doors were heavy, elevators were on the opposite side of the building, the hallways served as an extra storage, I could go on and on.
Because of my injuries doctors advised AGAINST school.
but hell, I didn’t care. I signed up for 2 classes that semester, humanities and CALCULUS 2!
Oh I got the highest grade in Calculus. Boy were doctors wrong!
But now there was what I was going to major in!
Stay tuned for part 2!