today for the first time in the nearly seven years since my accident a neurologist alluded to the possibility of nerve repair for my leg. he didn't say it was possible but he said there were steps we could take to see what our options were. but his sentences ended with hope and possibility he used words like options and understanding.
i had given up hope on that kind of recovery years ago. i was told that was not possible.
while i am scared of the light i can't help but lean towards the fresh air tumbling through this newly opened window.
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