I still remember the day I lay in the hospital bed,my body weak and my spirit down and crushed.I had been battling with a very severe illness for years and it had finally taken its toll on my body.I was already at the brink of death,and its just so obvious.
As I lay,I was just thinking about my life,the things I had done,the things I had left undone and the things I still wanted to do,I thought about my loved ones,how they have been going up and down and how they would be affected by my passing,then a thought strucked me"what is life"have you lived the life you wanted, or this how and what you want to be known for".oh no.
Immediately something shifted inside of me.
I must not end it this way,why will I be known as someone who a lot was spent on "health wise"and still gave up,no,why should my last moment be that I was battling sickness,wouldn't that be what would be on anyone's mind once I pass on.
Then I realized that I had a choice to make.
I could either give up and let the illness take its course or I could fight,with every lit srength I had,I could fight to live to recover and to rediscover my purpose.I was still a student then,my education had to be on hold.
I chose to fight,as I lay in the hospital bed,Imade a promise to myself.,I would make it through this sickness,though then the situations sorrunding it makes it seems impossible(such the doc saying they've never done such surgery before....and a lot.)I promised that if I made it through I would never take my life,my health for granted again.I promised that I would live every day with purpose and with gratitude,I promised that I would make the most of every moment,no matter how big or how small.I promise to be strong and pull up,I promise to put smile on everyone's face. And I prayed..simcerly.
That experience was a wakeup call for me. It forced me to learn some things,It taught me the importance of living,of appreciating the beauty smd wonder of life and of making the most of every day. It taught me that even in the it darkest times there is always hope,there's always a chance to rediscover ourselves,to rise up and stand tall.
As I look back on that experience,its one which I dont really like to recall,truth is I can't stop remembering it as it was a turning point in my life.It was a moment of awakening,one moment when I was forced to confront my own fearss,limitations,doubt and also a a moment of transformation,I began to see the world and myself anew.
That experience reshaped me in ways I never thought possible.It taught me love,compassion,it taught me to appreciate the little things in life,it taught me to never take anything for granted.,it taught me that life is precious and that every day is a gift.,and that good health should not be underrated.,nothing can compare to it.
Now,i am no longer the same person I was before that experience,now am stronger,wiser,loving more compassionate.I now understand people who are in such situations and I pray they heal.I am more grateful for the people in my life.That experience has also birthed something in me even though I am not in the medical line,and that is to make a positive impact on the world,especially in the health sector.
It was a rebirth for me,a chance to start anew,a chance to rediscover self,to appreciate little things, to not take life too serious also.And for tha I am forever grateful for it....
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