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NOVEMBER 2003
Well here we are again, trying to figure out
what to write about. It’s hard to continually write about ME, and after
taking the class in interpersonal communication I realized that too much
self-disclosure is not good in my everyday life and I’m working on that
one, but I feel telling my story on this web site is helping people understand
the reality of the recovery process.
The past months were full of exciting things,
The DAV winter Sports Clinic last April was an amazing experience.
There are a couple of pictures of me in Snowmass above, but if you would
like to see a bunch more there is a link on the first page of my site. Disabled
Veterans of all ages and with all types of injuries are; SKIING, ROCK CLIMBING,
SNOW MOBILING, SHOOTING and more!! We had a great time at the shooting range
they gave us targets of Osama Bin Laden and Sadam Hussein! Dana Bowman and
his family were there, he is a fellow 307th Combat Engineer veteran, and suffered
the loss of both legs and suffered a TBI in a skydiving accident while with
the Golden Knights.
OH Don’t let me forget BO DEREK! She’s a big supporter of the clinic. Yep
that’s her hugging all over me in the picture and by the way, she’s still
a “10”! The whole experience of the DAV Winter Sports Clinic in Snowmass is
impossible to explain, but for the first time since my injury I felt “normal”.
The citizens and employees of Snowmass, volunteers and participants are so
excepting of everyone’s disabilities that they seem non-existent. I would
encourage any eligible vet to participate in this event, also I would like
to ask for anyone interested in volunteering to contact the Grand Rapids
VA, it is and will be a life changing experience. The past July / August
edition of DAV Magazine has a complete article about the clinic.
I was interviewed and quoted for the article. (My three minutes of fame!
LOL) They are now accepting applications for the 2004 clinic, so it’s time
to get your packet and fill it out!!! The deadline for applications is Nov
31st so don’t wait!
Mom and I had a Summer trip to Ft Bragg (in
July 2003) it was a reminder of how far I have come and seeing my
1st SG was amazing, the last time he saw me was 6 months after my injury
and I have come a long way since then.
1st SG has changed a bit too, he has gotten HUGE, all muscle NO fat!
We had a great visit. It was a shame I didn’t have a chance to see any of
the guys that were there back when I was there,
many have moved on to different duty stations or were over seas in Iraq
and Afghanistan.
While at Bragg we had a chance to also spend time with other friends, mom
and I had lived with in the Fisher House
at Walter Reed Hospital. Rosalia is now cancer FREE, released from the Air
Force and married to a fellow 82nd Airborne Soldier and Brent has recovery
from most of his injuries and back at Bragg with Special Forces (HOOAH) and
his family.
The whole visit was GREAT, filled pride, R&R, and emotions.
Just a few days ago I received an email from an alumni from the 307th,
they invited me to join them online on their message board. I have done
so and it is great to once again feel apart of the men that I feel are my
peers. I hope to get more involved with finding out more about the Combat
Engineers who served before me, and support those who are still serving.
If you are alumni of the 307th or the 618th, there are a couple of links
on the opening page of my site that you should visit.
PHYSICAL : I still work
on the physical deficits I suffer from, I am very strong and becoming more
flexible but co-ordination and tone are still an issue. I had not tried
swimming and I used to be able to dive and swim very well so recently Mom
and I went to the pool and decided to try it out. I have NO body fat so
the first problem is I can’t float, the next issue is poor co-ordination
in my arms makes me swim in circles. Mom’s Solution: Use a belt float
to keep me up, next I worked on rotating my arms in a swimming motion while
walking across the pool, then while hanging on to the side of the pool I
worked on my kicking, little by little it worked out and by the time we
left that day I was able to swim two laps, with the assistance of the belt.
I even took the challenge of the high dive board, it wasn’t pretty but it
sure was fun! I feel that as I get stronger I may not need the belt, but
for now I have to work on one thing at a time.
I went back to UAB for a re-evaluation of the “constraint induced therapy”
I think they were pretty impressed how well their therapy has worked for
me. I have much more control than I ever thought I would have, it’s still
not perfect but I feel “time” is proving it’s point again!
Now for my big question, is there anyone out there who knows a gait or
running specialist? I have tried everything to be able to run and yet it’s
just not happening. Any suggestions please send them on! I’m willing to
try pretty much anything to have the chance to run again. I’m not willing
to give up yet!!
VOICE :
Well it looks like Mom may be right again
my voice seems to be almost “normal” it’s not nearly as deep or hoarse sounding.
It was a matter of training myself to really think before I speak, not pushing
the words out to be heard and reminding myself to talk softer has really
paid off. I still have some of the slur to my speech, but if I take my time
to articulate my words it’s not as noticeable. I now have to practice reading
out loud this is something that really takes allot of thought, better known
as multi tasking, read, think, process and talk…… talk about somthing that
USED to be so simple!
COGNITIVE : Cognitive issues
are the kind of thing you never think about until they are a problem; most
of the time it takes someone else pointing them out to me for me to realize
that they are even an issue. I’m still immature at times I haven’t quite
grown into my age yet. I do try and think now about what I am going
to say, it seems to be working to overcome the urge of impulsiveness. There’s
still allot of other problem issues and as they disappear I’ll let you know!
MY DAY: I’m still attending
school and will continue to do so, that is of course as long as the VA voc
rehab people decide that it’s ok for me to continue, it seems every semester
I have to prove to them that it is worth the government’s money for me to
go to college, their argument is the doctors won’t state that I will be
employable so their not sure college is what I should do. Oh well just more
bureaucratic crap.
I have managed to continue to do well in college, I’m still taking it slow
still, but little by little I’m working towards a degree. None of it comes
easy I have to work very hard at keeping my thoughts in order and the pressures
of deadlines doesn’t make it any easier.
From school I head to the gym for my daily work-out. Then it’s head home
for the list of chores that are waiting for me and spend some time with
my dogs. We adopted my brother’s black lab Cole, and I have pleasure of
working with her and along with that I also got stuck with the poop scoop
chore! Mom calls it THERAPY, she uses that excuse for everything!
After all the chores are done I hit the road, shoot pool or head to the
beach, and continue to try and build new friendships and fill my time.
I still hope to work in the recreation therapy field but I am constantly reminded
of how hard it is to fill my own time, hopefully as I get more knowledge
of the core classes I will learn some of the strategies to not only help
others but learn myself how to fill my free time and feel content.
EMOTIONAL: Some of you may feel differently about me after reading
what I am about to say, but I feel it is necessary for everyone to know what
the real deal is. Reclaiming your life is not easy; it comes with learning
who you are and where you fit in to the rest of the world. The problems I
have had are not unique to me; they happen to many other people who have
something so devastating happen to them.
I’ve gone through many changes in the past 3 years, some stages I’m not
very proud of. I have spent allot of time trying to find friends that I can
feel comfortable around, the problem is I haven’t found local friends my age
who truly understand what I deal with and therefore I fell into a pattern
of self-destruction. It seems when I tried to fit in to the “in crowd” I forgot
what was important, my recovery, it was more important for me to feel a part
of something. I guess somewhere I figured that if everyone thought
I was drunk then why not drink? I felt it made me more socially acceptable
if I was drinking and had an excuse to my walking and talking funny. WRONG!
I’m one of the lucky ones, I have a family who would not accept my behavior
and made me see that I had come too far with my recovery to continue with
self-destructive activities. It was put to me rather harshly, that if I
continued with what I was doing, then they would no longer be able to watch
and I would have to leave their home and support. The good news is,
in seeing the big picture I knew they were right, I could not live the life
I want to and have the future I desire if I did not get back on the right
track. It’s not easy, I still want to find real friends and feel the comfort
of not being so alone.
So the search continues... and so will this story it's not over with yet!!!
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