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Journal of gratitude, entry #10: my senses
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Today is Day #10 of my gratitude craze. I am grateful for my senses.

Right after I was injured, over 12 years ago, I was in my fourth hospital in four months. Staying in the hospital for so long is really hard to do. It's difficult to maintain a positive attitude when you're in somewhat dire circumstances. At this time, we created the grateful game, wherein we would think of everything we could possibly think of that we were grateful for. We could go on for hours and hours and never say the same thing twice. It was also at this time when I learned of another poor soul who was far worse shape than I was.

This young woman was injured while she was on vacation here in California. She was originally from some island nation in Malaysia or something like that. She broke her neck higher up than me, and had to be on a ventilator. She also had massive head trauma as well, causing her to not be able to see at all, and also affected her hearing, but she wasn't completely deaf. She was basically an inspiration to everyone around her, because even with everything that she was going through -- stranger in a strange land, complete paralysis, not even being able to breathe on her own, not even being able to see, and she had to face the fact that she could never go back to her country again (because they would just disconnect her from her ventilator, not having the technology to keep her alive) -- she still had a very positive attitude.

That made me think of all the things that I could do that she couldn't do. I could see, and I could hear perfectly. I could breathe on my own without (permanently) needing a ventilator. It made me super grateful for my senses. I love being able to see, and to hear, and taste and smell. I love to be able to feel the things I can feel, even if it's just my shoulders and up. That's more than some people have.

I love being able to breathe on my own, especially because I know what it's like to not be able to do that, having been on a ventilator for a couple of months in the hospital. Which makes me grateful that I can talk, because that's also something you really can't do on a ventilator too well. I love my senses, and that they allow me to be able to do many enjoyable things in this life!

This is a picture of me in the hospital, with my aunt Janet. I like this particular picture because you can really see how the Halo screws go into my skull. Anyhow, here I am, being grateful that I can taste! Yummy cake!

Here is another one of me in the hospital with my sister Kellie.