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<blockquote data-quote="fuddleduddledee" data-source="post: 275907" data-attributes="member: 4966"><p>When I was 12, I spent some time in a children's hospital, some of it in traction. I required hip surgery to fix my femur which had stopped growing and had slipped out of the hip joint. I was in a hospital ward four beds in the room. I remember some of these other girls and their courage and strength. I don't remember their names or faces but I remember them.</p><p>The one that changed my life forever was a girl who hardly spoke. Hardly had any visitors. </p><p></p><p>About a week fter my surgery, the doctor arrived and with a smile told me I could go home. I was so excited about being allowed to go home! Then, he told me that I would have to remain in bed for another six weeks, and then, I would require crutches for another six weeks. I was devasted but held it together till he left the room. After he left the tears started rolling down my face. I couldn't stop crying. I was so dissapointed about not being able to go back to school, to ride my bike and get on with the normal business of being a child. From the corner of the room came a voice "why are you crying"? the girl from the other corner asked. I told her it was because I wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. She said to me, "I've never been able to walk, I have muscular dystrophy and I use a wheelchair". That girl, whose name I never knew, made me realize that whatever happens to you, however bad it gets there is always someone whose life or circumstances are worse than yours. This was a real life lesson learned at a young age that has stayed with me for forty years now.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="fuddleduddledee, post: 275907, member: 4966"] When I was 12, I spent some time in a children's hospital, some of it in traction. I required hip surgery to fix my femur which had stopped growing and had slipped out of the hip joint. I was in a hospital ward four beds in the room. I remember some of these other girls and their courage and strength. I don't remember their names or faces but I remember them. The one that changed my life forever was a girl who hardly spoke. Hardly had any visitors. About a week fter my surgery, the doctor arrived and with a smile told me I could go home. I was so excited about being allowed to go home! Then, he told me that I would have to remain in bed for another six weeks, and then, I would require crutches for another six weeks. I was devasted but held it together till he left the room. After he left the tears started rolling down my face. I couldn't stop crying. I was so dissapointed about not being able to go back to school, to ride my bike and get on with the normal business of being a child. From the corner of the room came a voice "why are you crying"? the girl from the other corner asked. I told her it was because I wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. She said to me, "I've never been able to walk, I have muscular dystrophy and I use a wheelchair". That girl, whose name I never knew, made me realize that whatever happens to you, however bad it gets there is always someone whose life or circumstances are worse than yours. This was a real life lesson learned at a young age that has stayed with me for forty years now. [/QUOTE]
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