I'm Paralyzed: This Is The Truth About My Life

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I can't go to the bathroom on my own. I can cough by myself, and I have to get someone to help push my diaphragm. My hands don't work. Some days, it's not pretty. But it's still possible to be positive, and grow, and enjoy life.

It's so weird, because I'm paralyzed, but the parts of me that are paralyzed are still moving on their own terms. It's frightening and also extremely painful, to where, like, when it happens, I'll have to grit my teeth and just kind of like breathe.

Most times he'll just look at me and is like, is there anything I can do? And having someone be compassionate towards me helps me to be compassionate towards myself as well.

We hit a puddle, and the car hydroplaned, flipped three times, and then hit a tree. It came down on the passenger side and crushed the roof, and it compressed my spine. The last thing I want is to be like a bitter, old hag in a wheelchair. And she was like, well, then don't. You have that choice. It's up to you who you are in this wheelchair. And it was like from that moment, I was like, OK. There are going to be really hard days, and that's OK. But you're not going to, like, roll around being bitter about the fact that everybody else has their legs and you don't. You can still be happy. You can still enjoy life.

I'm like, dude, you've just got to think about moving your feet all the time. We can do this, and don't ever stop therapy. Like even if the therapy sucks, go. Just get in it. Do things. Move your body. That's the only way that you're going to get stronger and possibly walk again. Like, you never know.

I know that some people may think I'm crazy for thinking it, and I've said it before on my posts, that I really am going to fight for the rest of my life to walk again, even if that means, like, dying and have tried for the rest of my life.