Shortly after being able to move my toes; my doctors decided it would be fine to start spending some time out of the bed and in a wheelchair. I was never so glad to get out of that stinking bed and into the wheelchair ! It was a very small move but for me it was liked the earth moved. I felt freedom and had a feeling that maybe things would continue my way.
Since I had the full use of my scrawny arms I was able to get around in the hospital by myself. It was a complete feeling of euphoria for this six year old! Needless to say, I was relentless in asking every doctor and every nurse if I could go outside just to smell the fresh air. Right after they said no, my next question was: “why can’t I go home?”
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