I didnt feel like crying when I first learned I was paralyzed two weeks ago, nor as that knowledge sunk in over the following days, nor during the 20 hours I spent backboarded during flights home, nor after surgery when my back felt like itd been worked with a meat tenderizer. But reading Brendan Leonards post about my accident just brought on a bunch of hot tears. Im not sure why his words kicked my self pity into to overdrive, but shoot...
Posted on: Thu, 11 Dec 2014 16:06:28 +0000