When people came to visit me, they always told me how lucky I am, how I am so lucky to be able to walk, able to talk, able to breathe the air of the …show more content…
While they ran around the gym, I was working out my brain. I did math equations until I thought my brain could not contain the numbers. I repeated the same phrase over and over to myself in the mirror, relearning my native language. I knew that I could not make them love me, but that I could choose not to hate them. When my anxiety kept me up, I read medical research papers. I memorized the formula of every medication I took and wondered if I could find a new way. I searched and searched until I could find the answers. I was going to do something with my life. I was going to make it count for people like me. During my month at the hospital, my doctors said to me over and over "Your life matters. The paramedics saved you for a