You know when you get the feeling that all signs point upward, that the universe is trying to tell you something. The last couple of events that has happened to me has been like a breath of fresh air in a room that reeks of depression and bad thoughts. I hate the way I think sometimes because I let my surroundings dictate my thoughts. Something I deem bad happens to me and I’m in a bad mood, something I consider good happens and I’m in a great mood. Whereas I wish I would rid my mind of all the bad thoughts and only think happy and positive thoughts regardless of my surroundings. I was reading an Instagram post about a guy who was in pretty bad condition. He had cancer and the doctors told him he had two weeks to live. That man survived and is living a full and healthy life today. While reading his story I discovered that he was not able to walk and was bed stricken for 8 months. That was the part that hit home for me. That exactly how I am right now. This will the 3rd month that I have been bed stricken and unable to walk, and of course the doubt comes in my mind that my normal abilities will never come back to me. A lot of the time I feel like I’m regressing instead of progressing. The ability to move my toes came back, but as of or right now I am no longer able to move them. But regardless I want to believe like this guy did. Easier said than done, it’s hard to believe you wont crash when you’re driving blind. But I do know one thing is for sure giving up and throwing in the towel is not an option. As for my progress nothing significant this week, I continue to strengthen my back and trunk with exercises each day. This has been helping me, but a part of me is waiting until I start at Shepard next week Tuesday. Which I hate because I don’t want to rely fully on them, I want to rely on my self also but I can’t help it. Either way, lets see what happens I’m crossing my fingers for good things.
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