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Every teacher dreams of snow days, and I've always been delighted by the delicate flakes wafting down. My old roommate and I got into some heated discussions over the cold precipitation years ago, but I'm starting to see her perspective. Cat used to call - well, still calls - snow "frozen evil falling from the sky." I couldn't understand how someone could question the innocence and joy inducing quality of snow, but now, wheelchair bound, I totally get it.[...]
Long before my friend Juliann was a Texan, she encouraged me to write creatively. I got to skype with her yesterday, and was updating her on my Wednesday evening adventure. She told me to share it with the world, and I promised to do my best to make it as enjoyable to read as possible. It was a potentially horrific moment that I choose to see as comical. Know in advance, I'm alive and well and laughing about it.[...]
Last Christmas break, I spent a couple days where I actually did nothing other than read and eat. In REHAB, I realized I'd never get another day like that. I have to put a lot of effort to maintain my level of recovery or my muscles will atrophy again. Even a single day off can make a difference, though sometimes I need a day with less.[...]
I've been home for about an hour pondering what to write here. I know you're all waiting for an update on my urologist appointment, and I want to oblige. However, there's a lot of unprocessed emotions that come along with this appointment, and I'm not sure what to tell you. Big picture in my recovery, on the surface, things look pretty great (all things considered), but underneath, inside, things are still a mess. My nerves are still confused on how to send messaged and complete certain functions. I thought they were getting a little better, but the doctor told me today that's not the case.[...]
