It just took one instant for my life to change.
Just one instant.
Someone elses mistake and I ended up paying the prices.
But not all changes have to be totally bad. Don't get me wrong, I was given a rude awakening of how careless someone can be, how just one persons mistake can turn your life upside down, but I am here to tell my story. So many are not.
You see I was minding my own bussiness, doing my own thing, when I was hit by a gang bangers bullet.
I did nothing to deserve this, but who asks to be shot in the spine anyway? Who asks to go through months of extensive physical therapy, and deal with the adjustments of life in a wheelchair?
Who asks to hear the words you will never walk again, and then be expected to swallow that pill?
I will tell you it's bitter going down. And you don't expect to go through something like this when you are so young.
At nineteen my life was just begining, but in an instant I found myself laying in a hospital bed, having undergone surgery to remove the bullet from my spine. The damage was done though.
Still I do not ask for some kind of pity party, the good Lord knows that will not do me any good. It's certainly not going to grant me a miracle and give me the ability to walk back, but being in Rehab was a serious wake up call.
I saw others so much worse off than I was. Those who had injuries that left them unable to breathe on their own, unable to move any part of their body. My legs may have been paraylzed. But I would be darned if I let that bullet paralyze my spirit. My faith.
To Be Continued