I've gained a lot of wisdom in the past 23 months since my accident, made a lot of changes that are permanent and some that aren't. Have gotten lost and found, turned around and even felt upside down, but still seem to hang on to normalcy with a thin thread now and again.
I've done a lot of medical testing both psychological and physical and have learned there are some things I have to adapt to now, and I'm not the best with adaptation. I've been to the lowest lows, lost my ability to communicate, and communication is so important to me. Talking was gone for a month or so, loss of touch sensation may be intermittent for life. But I have life. Therefore I thank Grandfather for blessing me with a future. Where my future leads I'd be kidding myself if I said I knew or was in control, but I'm not sitting idly by anymore.
PTSD is a real issue, known by too many and misunderstood by most. I had never given it much of a thought or glancing consideration until the diagnosis, now I fight myself with every moment. Winning and losing all the time, finding new levels of enjoyment and disappointment, but I keep pushing forward. Forward. The only way I will go..
They say life is full of change and the only thing constant is change. I get it now. I've been enlightened to a level I never dreamed of before, and try to continue gaining a new sense of self constantly. Life isn't easy but it's worth the ride, and with that, I'm outta here.. Buckle up, it gets bumpy.
