Creating My Own World Born of Adversity
“Can I lift some weights?” I asked. Doctor Bean smiled and replied,“Yes, you can.” I remember that conversation specifically. Memories of gazing at that boring hospital ceiling, still seem as real as those days ticking by in a living hell. I was a thirteen-year-old boy at the time. Transverse myelitis took away my function of walking, and my bladder was being drained by a catheter. Christiana Hospital in Delaware was a long two-hour drive from my home. I was alone, while my parents had to continue working hard to pay the medical bills. Pulleys were hooked up. Metal bars...
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