I had an aneurysm in my brain,
A sudden storm, a silent fight.
My body changed with waves of pain,
And nothing ever felt quite right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My arm, my leg, my foot went numb,
As if they were no longer mine.
The fear was quiet, cold, and dumb\u2014
A world endured through fate\u2019s design.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The hospital became my place,
For months that slowly drifted by.
Each day I searched for strength and grace,
While asking softly, \u201cWill I try?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I couldn\u2019t speak, I couldn\u2019t smile,
My words were trapped, I felt confined.
But deep inside, through all the while,
A spark of hope stayed in my mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My face once longed to show my joy,
But pain would hold it locked inside.
Still something gentle would employ
A will in me I could not hide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I cannot feel the anger now,
Or cry the way I used to do.
But laughter finds me still somehow,
A quiet light that pulls me through!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
With Mom beside me day by day,
Through every fear, through every test,
She never once had turned away\u2014
Her strength became my place of rest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My arm was held within a brace,
Until the day they made it right.
Through surgery, a fragile space,
I held on through the longest night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The pain would come, then slowly fade,
But healing never comes with speed.
It\u2019s built through choices that are made,
Through every step, through every need.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I walked on treadmills, slow and small,
Each step a battle I would face.
But even when I feared a fall,
I still moved on at my own pace.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Some books became too hard to read,
The words like puzzles in my head.
So ElevenReader gave what I need,
A guiding voice for what I read.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I fell one day while moving things,
My body aching on the ground.
Another wave of pain it brings,
Another silence, heavy sound.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The doctor said, \u201cJust take it slow,\u201d
So I obeyed, though it was tough.
Because I knew, though progress low,
That even small was still enough.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I dreamed of walking by the sea,
Of feeling sand beneath my feet.
But some things aren\u2019t so easy to be,
And every step felt incomplete.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Still I kept going, didn\u2019t stop,
Though parts of me I cannot feel.
My right toes quiet, yet on top
My will remained both strong and real.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Now shows and games help pass the days,
Small joys that help me carry on.
I walk my path in different ways,
Even when old strength feels gone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Like Elden Ring, I rise again,
Through every trial, each fall I stand.
A harder road\u2014but even then,
I haven\u2019t lost who I am.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And though my hands may work one way,
I\u2019ve found new tools, a different plan.
I still can game, I still can play,
And find new strength where I now stand!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I lost some parts I used to know,
But found a strength I never knew.
And even through the highs and lows,
I\u2019m still here\u2014and I made it through!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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