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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://www.disaboom.com/utility/FeedStylesheets/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en"><title type="html">Remirats</title><subtitle type="html" /><id>http://www.disaboom.com/Blogs/remirats/atom.aspx</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.disaboom.com/Blogs/" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.disaboom.com/Blogs/remirats/atom.aspx" /><generator uri="http://communityserver.org" version="3.1.20917.1142">Community Server</generator><updated>2008-05-07T02:40:00Z</updated><entry><title>Sitting Down for 6 Years</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.disaboom.com/Blogs/remirats/archive/2008/05/07/sitting-down-for-6-years.aspx" /><id>http://www.disaboom.com/Blogs/remirats/archive/2008/05/07/sitting-down-for-6-years.aspx</id><published>2008-05-06T23:40:00Z</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:40:00Z</updated><content type="html">&lt;div&gt;Many people that have come into my life have asked me &amp;quot;How did you find the strength to continue on after your car accident?&amp;quot; and I always answer the same &amp;quot;I didn&amp;#39;t have a choice.&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; Perhaps in some way I did have a choice.. I suppose I could have hidden from society or delayed my schooling, but I treated my injury like a minor&amp;nbsp;set back&amp;nbsp;in the greatness I had planned to achieve.&amp;nbsp; I have not yet discovered my power or courage, although I hear this rhetoric constantly from others.&amp;nbsp; I hope to discover these attributes in myself at some point, but right now I am too busy pursuing daily life and&amp;nbsp;personal choices.&amp;nbsp; My name is Nicole, I am a L-1&amp;nbsp;paraplegic, and I wish to share my incredible life with all that are willing to listen.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I was laying on my back in the middle of an open field the moment&amp;nbsp;that I became conscious of my injury.&amp;nbsp; It was night time and the only light there was came from the lights of the over turned&amp;nbsp;BMW 30 feet in front of me.&amp;nbsp; I was surrounded by a calm silence,&amp;nbsp;and at this time I did not&amp;nbsp;know this would be my&amp;nbsp;last&amp;nbsp;serene moment&amp;nbsp;for the following five months.&amp;nbsp; Eerie music from the broken car was the only sound I could hear in the distance.&amp;nbsp; The music played on, but life as I had known it had turned off.&amp;nbsp; I knew immediately that I could not move my legs, but instead my thoughts drifted to another thought: If I had to stay the night in the hospital, who would turn in my essay to my English class the next day?&amp;nbsp; I laugh at this now, but it doesn&amp;#39;t surprise me that other things were first on my priority list.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;And so began my rehabilitation.&amp;nbsp; I needed to learn how to re-enter the world.&amp;nbsp; For babies, the ease into society and its expectations are gradual.. However, I knew how the game was played at the age of 17.. and needed to rethink how I was going to be a functioning member again.&amp;nbsp; I spent almost five months at Shriners Hospital for Children in Northern California learning the skills that would take me through the rest of my life.&amp;nbsp; I say &amp;quot;the rest of my life&amp;quot; without hesitation, because A) I do not think I will walk again B) If I ever were too, the skills that were taught to me at Shriners will still be deep in my soul and practices, even without my chair.&amp;nbsp; My occupational therapist changed my life (as I am sure they have other people with injuries).&amp;nbsp; The most important thing she taught me was to never use tools because the real world didn&amp;#39;t have &amp;quot;bars&amp;quot; or &amp;quot;high toilet seats&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; I was taught how to survive in other countries without ADA laws, how to invent strategies to get around obstacles, and how to stop and reassess (possibly cry) when I needed to.&amp;nbsp; This kind of therapy was a lot harder, but I am eternally grateful for those lessons, as they did prepare me for anything.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;After leaving rehabilitation, I continued on to graduate with the rest of my high school class.&amp;nbsp; I had been accepted into UC Berkeley and attended college the following fall.&amp;nbsp; It was important to stay on track.&amp;nbsp; UC Berkeley was an average experience for me, but the education I received was stellar.&amp;nbsp; I had plans to attend law school and majored in political science with a minor African American studies.&amp;nbsp; However, the last semester at UC Berkeley I totally changed my mind.&amp;nbsp; I decided that after years of counseling other injured teenagers that I would like to make it my professional career.&amp;nbsp; Since then I have applied and been accepted into the masters program at USC for Occupational Science and Therapy.&amp;nbsp; My future plans include working as an occupational therapist for a Shriners Hospital domestically, and traveling to other countries in the hopes of helping educate about paraplegia and the limitless life it can offer.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I could not ask for a better life.&amp;nbsp; The people and experiences that I have been privileged to participate in would not have been possible without my injury.&amp;nbsp; Although I cannot say what my life would have been like if&amp;nbsp;I was not sitting down, I can say that I would not trade these past six years of my life for anything.&amp;nbsp; I have traveled to distant lands, experienced the most joyful moments of my life, and have been offered the most fantastic opportunities. &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;I believe that I am a crusader, and that sitting down has allowed life to be more&amp;nbsp;accessible to me than ever before.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.disaboom.com/aggbug.aspx?PostID=58719" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Remirats</name><uri>http://www.disaboom.com/members/Remirats.aspx</uri></author></entry></feed>