It's difficult to write in the dark, but my roommate at the rehab, only inches from my side of the room, wants my light off. i'm just trying to be respectful, though he isn't the same.
Just keep telling myself, only a few more days and then i can go home. And then a few more weeks and then i'll be walking. And then a new positive life awaits Devon and i.
For the first time in my life i want to push myself to be healthy ... eating right and pushing myself in exercise. Honestly i am enjoying the burn when i work out. Because i don't have the artificial leg yet, and i have wasted 53 years of just being fat and lazy, i'm limited in what i can do. When i get my leg, i'll be able to walk and that will greatly help to drop the weight.
It's pathetic that it took having all my toes and part of my leg amputated to wake me up to reality. i was so foolish to think i could eat anything i wanted and it would have no effect upon me.
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