Sunday, September 13, 2009

where to start?

My life started June 24, 1961. I was perfect, according to my mom. Then 1 week later tragedy struck. My dad was carrying me in a carrier, trying to keep the sun out of my eyes and dropped me. after bleeding thru two mattresses and 10 hrs. brain surgery I was on my way to recovery. I had this cast on my head til I was 6 months old. Needless to say, because I was hurt on the right side of my head the left side of my body is week. Am I handicapped? Yes, do I let it stop me? Not on your life. I have alot to say, I didn't start walking til I was two. Then at 4yrs. old another bad thing happened. I had a seizure. The Dr. put me on meds. At 5yrs. off to school I went.....more tomorrow.

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