Saturday, July 06, 2013
You know...I spent a lot of time being depressed, upset and in denial about what was going on with my body. I didn't want to accept the fact that I almost died due to bleeding in my lungs that nearly drowned me. I didn't want to accept that because I was in the hospital for 5 months, I could no longer walk and had to be in a wheelchair. I didn't want to accept that I was going to be on oxygen and I'm only 22. I was envious of the people who drank, smoked like chimneys or did drugs but were perfectly fine at the moment. Here I was having done NONE of that, and I was deathly ill. It wasn't fair. I spent my birthday unhappy in a wheelchair and I think from then on, I had pretty much had enough.
I started off slowly, using my resistance bands that I got since I had no help from physical therapy. I forced myself to get out of bed when I could have just laid there like a vegetable. I forced myself to gain my independence back. I've learned that life throws you darts and you can either dodge them or be hit. I refuse to be hit again. I went into Hunger Games mode and was determined to get my body back or die trying.
Well, obviously I didn't die because I am writing this blog. I want you all to know that anything is possible. The doctor told me it was going to be a long time before I walked again and I was walking within 3 months due to hard work and determination. Now, I'm still working out (I start Jillian's Body Revolution program tomorrow), I'm eating right and taking care of myself. I hit a very big roadblock yes, but roadblocks do not stay forever. They are only there until the problem is fixed and then you move on. That's exactly what I did. The first pic was taken in November 2012 (around Thanksgiving) and the second picture is from July 2013.
As Drake would say...STARTED FROM THE BOTTOM NOW I'M HERE!