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Hoop All Winter!! Fresh advice will inspire you to hoop while stuck indoors. It's posted on the page, where it's easy for you to find anytime.
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Doctors claim after a year and a half of recovering from a spinal cord injury, you are done regaining damaged nerves. This fact is now false. Take my word for it, the spinal cord and nerves function on their own terms. It's past my recovery expiration date, and at this very moment my abdominal muscles are annoyily starting to wake up.
Hendrix told us, "with power of soul, anything is possible." And it's a fact that cannot be disproved.
Renting out the same house I started Elite Hula Hooping in. Ready for a restart? Rebooting Elite Hula Hooping soon. Prepare!
Heavy legs dropped off the bed, taking the rest of my body with them. My little brother rushes over from across the room. "Are you okay?" concernedly he asks me. Three male nurses gather in the room. They asked my brother what had happened. The nervous young man answered, "She was on her side, moved her legs off the bed, then fell."
The nurses went to work. One held onto my right shoulder. All three of them stated my left shoulder was not to be touched. The male nurses scrambled together a plot. While my right shoulder was spoken for, the other two nurses agreed to their positioning. One was holding onto my legs, as the other agreed to lift the left side of my chest up. They counted to three, and lifted me up of the floor and into the hospital bed.
My brother then held my hand and told me my boyfriend and father were on their way. Confusion was overwhelming. Why was my father and brother in town in the first place. Why couldn't I get up off the floor? What am I doing in a hospital gown in a hospital bed? Questions filled my mind, but I was so happy to see my baby brother. I didn't fret over the mystery of things. Instead I cracked jokes with my brother about being handled by three attractive male nurses. My brother's smile and his dirty jokes eased my mind.
The door swings open. Two men, whom have never met each other, walk in. My father hastily asks about my fall. Grabbing my hand, my boyfriend looks me right in the eyes and asks me how I felt. Confusion grasps my speedy thoughts. My father and boyfriend didn't act towards each other like strangers. They acted like they just went out to eat together. Things were weird. So I lighten my mood and made a joke. "Dad, this is my boyfriend." The three men in room laughed.
My boyfriend's eyes were holding mine. He sat holding my hand as well. His eyes changed from happy to frighten when he asked me, "Baby, you don't remember why you're here?" I shook my head, no. That was the moment my memory finally started working. My boyfriend told me that last week I crashed my car right outside of Darby, Montana. The three of them and myself where in Seattle, Washington because I had a spinal fusion to fix my broken back.
It didn't feel real. Especially when nurses explained the procedures of entering into a wheelchair. My left leg wouldn't move. Nurses say I couldn't move it, but I just felt as if it wouldn't move. How dare that leg? Why would it just stop working? Everything felt far from real.
But I do live with a spinal cord injury. It is real. It took away my freedom, and my dance. But it gave me a chance to push past it and dance once more. Elite Hula Hooping, dancing till I'm dead.
BORN TO HULA!
Swizzy Ape: Died April 18th, 2012