The doctors warned me about this. First, I lost all feeling in my hand, up my arm, and while this was going on my legs started to feel tingly.
Then it came to the point that my nurse had to start bringing me food, and I've tried to gulp it down as fast as I can because I knew I won't be able to eat on my own very soon.
Hell on earth.
Three in the morning and I'm looking at the ceiling, tears rolling down my face. I want to die.
Wait... Did my hand just dry my cheeks? I turn my head to look at it, but my hand went down my side again.
Not limply, but with a purpose - pushed me up as I felt my back tensing, getting me upright.
Then my legs swung off the bed and onto the floor, still crying, in joy this time. This is a miracle! How -
Wait. Wait. Where am I going? Out into the hallway? Okay, walking feels good again. This is amazing. But, um...
Stop. Okay, um... legs, stop. STOP! Okay calm down. The nurse saw me! She looks as amazed as I am. She’s coming towards me. Now I’m coming towards her.
I'm probably just ecstatic or something, or maybe WHAT THE HELL oh fuck why did I hit the nurse what NO PUT IT DOWN NO STOP! Her brains no everybody’s looking at me now DON’T DO THAT NO OH SHIT.
I’m puking and running. No! Not him OH NO I’m so sorry sorry
Somebody help me help where am I going now, oh no don't go outside, no NO DON'T