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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