I was able to swim this month.
But since I really cannot do so, I ended up doing what we Filipinos term as langoy-aso (imagine your dog trying to keep afloat in a pool).
The experience has been remarkable; I have been trying to get into sports since grade school. But my balance and coordination are always getting in the way so…
Anyway, one of my doctors suggested plastic surgery for my face. His news gladdened me but only for a while. What's so good with a "normal" face if I can't still walk?
But I'm still keeping my hopes up. I became stronger than I had been four months ago. It may not really seem to be so, but, well, I do not fancy a wheelchair anymore. At least, not as much than the year before. Mama keeps
on challenging me...
My right handwriting had not changed though after nearly two years. My left handwriting had but it’s still not good.
For the coming days, I'd focus more on eating properly. Attending parties are always frightening experiences.
It must be the time of the year but, well, I can see clearly now--literally and figuratively. There ain't no denying. My life has changed. There ain't no going back. It still is disappointing and I'm still hurting. But - it's high time for me to gather my pieces again.
God's blessings to us always!