你的生命是个奇迹（4）（1/2）
作者：方雪梅
你的生命是个奇迹（4）
My f***ly was hoping and praying to hear even the slightest bit of encouragement from that doctor. Instead, his pessimistic words gave my f***ly no reason to believe that I would ever again be a productive member of society. But once again I beat the odds and survived the three and a half hours of surgery. Granted, I still could not talk, my entire right side was paralyzed and many people thought I could not understand, but at least I was stable. After one week in a private room the doctors felt I had improved enough to be transferred by jet ambulance to Del Oro Rehabilitation Hospital in Houston.
My hallucinations4, coupled with my physical problems, made my prognosis still very bleak. However, as time passed my mind began to clear and approximately six weeks later my right leg began to move ever so slightly. Within seven weeks my right arm slowly began to move and at eight weeks I uttered my first few words. My speech was extremely difficult and slow in the beginning, but at least it was a beginning. I was starting to look forward to each new day to see how far I would progress. But just as I thought my life was finally looking brighter I was tested by the hospital euro-psychologist. She explained to me that judging from my test results she believed that I should not focus on returning to college but that it would be better to set more “realistic goals.”
Upon hearing her evaluation I b
My f***ly was hoping and praying to hear even the slightest bit of encouragement from that doctor. Instead, his pessimistic words gave my f***ly no reason to believe that I would ever again be a productive member of society. But once again I beat the odds and survived the three and a half hours of surgery. Granted, I still could not talk, my entire right side was paralyzed and many people thought I could not understand, but at least I was stable. After one week in a private room the doctors felt I had improved enough to be transferred by jet ambulance to Del Oro Rehabilitation Hospital in Houston.
My hallucinations4, coupled with my physical problems, made my prognosis still very bleak. However, as time passed my mind began to clear and approximately six weeks later my right leg began to move ever so slightly. Within seven weeks my right arm slowly began to move and at eight weeks I uttered my first few words. My speech was extremely difficult and slow in the beginning, but at least it was a beginning. I was starting to look forward to each new day to see how far I would progress. But just as I thought my life was finally looking brighter I was tested by the hospital euro-psychologist. She explained to me that judging from my test results she believed that I should not focus on returning to college but that it would be better to set more “realistic goals.”
Upon hearing her evaluation I b