Normally, this would be an easy answer of “yes.”
Monday, a thief came and violently robbed me.
My wife and I went visit my mother. I was feeling incredibly well and I wanted to show her how well I was doing. I didn’t bring a cane, wheelchair anything.
Less than an hour of visiting left me completely debilitated. I had to get my wife to help me get out of the chair and into the car, which she drove home.
I went from 0 to 100 in no time flat.
My self-confidence is gone. The event showed me why I was disabled. I am now scared to leave the house without a safety net.
The soldier in me says power through. Courage is a person’s willingness to overcome his/her fear.
The human side of me wants so desperately to acknowledge that my arms and legs are on fire and that having a bad day is likely, throw in the towel and do nothing.
I don’t know which side will win. I have an hour to figure out as I’m supposed to wake my wife to drive me in that time period.
I’ve said before that this disease has many aspects to it. I just never thought it would be a thief. I hate thieves and liars.
Thanks and God Bless,
Jay C. Theriot