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Song As a patient, I need Obama to win. Read on HuffPo!

My article on HuffPo! My Stroke of… Luck?

“The mind is fragile, fickle, but the human body is resilient.” – Abraham Verghese, Cutting for Stone  False. I love him and love the book, but this statement is absolutely false, well, for me. My body has been the weak, frustrating, and rampantly disobedient one. My mind, on the other hand, has been thè surprisingly andContinue reading “Unwritten”

Song I havent had a chance to live… My life stopped at 23. It didn\’t pause, no, it just stopped. My life hit a wall, a thick, bitter, unforgiving wall, and it was forced to retreat wildly and severely. My mind was still at 23 years old and counting, but but the rest of meContinue reading “Young homie”

In the meantime, watch me walk 😉 #winning

November 29th, 2008, I didn\’t die, no, but my family and friends did, in fact, lose me. Even more scarring, I lost me. My stroke was only supposed to massacre me physically, but somehow, it also devastated me socially, academically and emotionally. I don\’t even recognize myself, and I\’m not just talking about just aContinue reading “Somebody that I used to know”

I want to share a story with you all about one of my firsts: the first time I wanted to slap a doctor. Now dont get me wrong, I love and respect them just as much as the next person, probably more, considering that I was so enamored by the profession that I wanted toContinue reading “The sky is the limit”

\”They say the two most important days in a person\’s life is the day you\’re born, and the day you discover why you\’re born.\” – Viola Davis The day I was born – December 13, 1984 and the day I discovered why – November 29, 2008 – the day of my stoke. It was aContinue reading “One sweet day”

The other day, a few of my good friends from Charlotte were hanging out with me. They were getting ready to leave and I said \”Thank you for coming!\” in an appreciative yet robotic-like fashion. One of my friends started laughing and replied, \”Why the formality?! It\’s still us.\” I knew he was right, theyContinue reading “Skyscraper”

I really hate how inherently selfish the whole rehab process is… Think about it… Millions of hours, millions of therapists, millions of dollars, millions, no billions, of miles on the road from therapy to therapy, and millions of prayers from everyone, all for what?¡ All to get one person a little, tiny bit better. HoursContinue reading “This is why I\'m hot”