Injury Journey

I feel like I am coming back from a hiatus in life. These past few weeks have been wild- and by that, I don't mean fun. I have been battling with extreme fatigue- I will get to that in another post- quite badly recently, so I didn't catch the symptoms of the flu until I had it full-blown. The flu quickly developed into an upper respiratory infection. I got a phone call from a very prestigious medical facility that I have been on the waitlist for MONTHS to meet with their physicians, saying that they denied my patient application. (If you didn't know patients have to apply to be seen at these type of medical facilities, now you know). I was crushed. To be honest, I debated writing this blog because I don't have anything positive to say right now, and I definitely don't have anything inspirational coming out of me at the moment. But I decided to post because of THIS IS LIFE. It's easy for me to post a video of me doing a new exercise, or sitting calmly do

It has taken me weeks to complete this post. I took time in trying to find a way to write this post without being offensive or hurt anybody’s feelings. But here’s the thing, the point of this post is to talk about how MY experience. Today, I came across a post that said, "if people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better." That quote was the motivation I needed to finally finish this post, leave it here, and move on. ~~~~~~~~~~ I never considered myself as someone who needed others to get things done. I always could figure things out, even if it was down to the wire or I was at my wit's end. Things drastically changed after my accident. Life as I knew it changed. I suddenly went from being able to handle things by myself to needing the help of others. There are either two responses from people when you tell them you need help. They either help you or they don't. Sometimes, people try to help you, but not in the way that you nee