chapter  9
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Right Where I Am

Itwas a struggle in every way. Itwas a struggle daily to survive the head, joint, and musc1e pain, the dizziness, the complete and utter fatigue. It was a fight to somehow keep a mind clouded by memory loss and brain fog active and engaged. Itwas a battle to accept this new definition of myse1f as siek, and to face the fear that 1 might never get

better. Itwas a struggle to as the world as I'd known it-all my plans and of myself-fell apart.