As much as I hate to admit it, my mom is (almost) always right. Since I had my stroke, I’ve been living back home with my parents, undergoing all sorts of intense rehab and taking baby steps towards independence. My ultimate goal is to reach a point where I can move out and live successfullyContinue reading “Mother Knows Best”
And just like that, my newest book, Fast Fwd: The Fully Recovered Mindset, is published and out there in the world. April 9th was my 25th birthday, and what a way to celebrate with the publication of my latest book! I have spent the past nine months working on a book about my experience withContinue reading “Fast Fwd publication!”
It’s absolutely crazy to think that the last blog post I wrote was right before s$!t hit the fan in mid-March. The last time I published a post, I had gone out to a brewery in Brooklyn to celebrate my friend’s birthday. Then I went to a Celine Dion concert. So much has changed sinceContinue reading “Four weeks or four years?”
This weekend has been a whirlwind of unexpected yet worthwhile festivities. My original plan was to go visit my dad out in Seattle this past weekend, but with the recent developments with the coronavirus, I decided to just stay home so I wouldn’t have to self-quarantine. Although I was upset that I would not beContinue reading “What a time to be alive!”
I thought that by heading down to Georgia for the weekend I would be escaping the cold weather and snow in the Northeast, but turns out I was just ditching my mild Northeast winter for snow in the south. On February 7, I flew out of Newark to Atlanta to enjoy a weekend with oneContinue reading “Go Bulldogs!”
Today let’s celebrate the gift of life.
The huge bucket of ice water sits across from me, filled to the brim. It’s my first of three weeks at the Taub Clinic at the University of Alabama at Birmingham, and I have no idea what I’ve gotten myself into. My occupational therapist for the next few weeks returns with what appears to beContinue reading “Use it or lose it!”
A good friend once told me “pressure is a privilege,” and I couldn’t agree more. It is a privilege to have the opportunity to work hard. Suffering through an experience as traumatic as a stroke has an interesting way of putting life into perspective. When I woke up from a coma in the ICU, IContinue reading “Redefining possibility”