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I'm gratefully healing every day to regain my physical and verbal independence & abilities % 100% in a brutal but loving test, medical term is tetraplegia; however, if it were up to them, I wouldn't live now 😒. And you know how people commercialise the feeling of gratitude, making young folks irritated by the word. I suggest that you wake up each day feeling grateful for your basic blessings, such as your ability to move and speak. It sounds odd, right? Well, it shouldn't sound strange because our precious independence can be taken away in the blink of an eye, and I'm more than grateful to the Big Man for His divine interventions over the past >7y 🙏🏻😅. Some survivors experience identity shifts after tbi, but I have been blessed by keeping my identity and improving it ever since, at first it felt awful; having no social circle, the hardcore isolation ( humanity experienced it during COVID and as I expected and warned on twitter most adults struggled with depression and anxiety 😟), waking up early and staring at the ceiling, ..

Nonetheless, I have regained my movement abilities one by one with the help of the above and the angelic reasons (my compassionate mother, brother, and auntie), and it turns out we’re literally a living machine! Therefore, the healing process takes time, and you must train your mind to cultivate patience. Even if you master patience, survivors must stay silent to the variables around them and require adaptability. I had zero adaptability skills due to living by myself and only doing it my way since I was 17. 🙄 Thus, I have learned that moderation and balance are key to happiness, and my past self was doing everything more and more, over and over and got away with it thanks to his youth 🤷🏼‍♂️😅. Nonetheless, I had the silliest tbi ever, hence I have had to learn such wisdom 🙏🏻

I left the house on an empty stomach because I planned to eat a pizza by the river in Prague, and all was well until I realised that ( after chitchatting with friends for an hour) it was f£ckin hot, so I got into the line for pizza. Remember the empty stomach situation? The sun ( our most significant source of energy 🌞) is not a good combination with empty stomach so I fainted and fell hit my head on a marble floor, believe it or not I was still feeling well since I remember searching “ Prague ambulance number “ and dial it ( BIG MISTAKE!! Dial the hospital s number so that they can send you their ambulance, otherwise, you might end up in a dingy place 😅)

I had an excruciating headache for hours and demanded a doctor see me, not a worried nurse who stitched my eyebrow and insisted on sending me home because she thought all was well 😳 I don’t mean to offend anyone, but the truth might 😳. Your medical knowledge of being well is 💩🤷🏼‍♂️.

My brain injury was complicated on the inside and felt like a joke on the outside: blood jumping from the right side to the left side in my brain and in the mean time the divine intervention protects my most precious asset, my mind and cognitive skills 😳 whilst giving me the ultimate test of life: earning my physical ( speech included) abilities by trusting others abilities, it sounded like hell to me at first but I unknowingly pass my wisdom of living an intelligent life, relatively unhealthy compared to my present self s wisdom tho, so my brother s compassionate heart combined with his brain has been remarkable for the past 7 years 7 days ( today is 21.07.2025😳) and built my home rehabilitation and made several rules that I would make if I were able to do during the first years 😍. So, yes, it was as if God was guiding me to create my rehabilitation through my brother's mouth, and luckily, we have the most compassionate mom and auntie ever ♥️🧿😇🙏🏻. That sounds incomplete because I have received help from many compassionate people, and I would like to thank them. I hope my good wishes to them improve their quality of life 🙏🏻😍