Time to Fight

I'm not sure exactly when it happened, but at some point a couple weeks after my injury and hospitalization, my thoughts and focus shifted. I now found myself having to fight... for everything. I had to fight to breathe; to communicate; I fought going 'number two' in my diaper and lost; I fought the urge…

Thanks, Karma

The last couple of posts have been a little heavy for me- cathartic, but heavy. I'd like to take this opportunity to introduce and exploit a side that we all have, but don't usually speak about openly... and publicly. Petty Christy has arrived and she would like to tell you about the time karma delivered,…