complete reference guide to the first 36 months in recovery
It’s been a hot minute since I was left hemiplegic and my life changed forever. I sit here staring out the window on a overcast winter day with tears rolling down my face. My body trembles with the acknowledgement of all that has changed and what has maintained its original form. I wish I could say that I am still that person, but like a healing plant I’ve experienced some photosynthesis and began to blossom into an entirely new existence.
From wheelchair to Walker,
from cane to cane,
From leg brace to ankle brace,
I never left a trace,
The spirit of him still exists inside me,
But he rarely shows his face,
From from paralysis recovery to gender transition,
I never thought I’d be in this position,
I continue to heal to no appeal,
I wish someway we could just get real,
The pain lives on with me still in that feel,
Somehow I sit here it’s beyond surreal,
Behind this smile is the tears of my past,
The rivers from my eyes grew so vast,
Finding my culture hungry like a vulture,
From parallel bars to winning interpersonal wars,
I’ve always been up for the battle I’m getting back in the Saddle.
Love and light,
Addison Blake