One Little Spider

One day a nasty spider bit me, Numbing the entire right side of my body. Unknown at the time this lonely, Spider would infect my mind, body, and soul, Causing encephalitis. Paralyzing me to the point where, Being humble and humiliated is a constant, in parallelism at its finest. The next three years taught me things no person, Should ever have to experience in their lifetime. It puts your situation in perspective. The question you often ask yourself is Why Me? These so-called terms are said nonchalantly, They are harsh words nonetheless, I live with them every day. Inhabitation, Pride, Isolation, freedom, Independence. This is all because of a lonely little spider. Yet, the most hated word in my life was- quadriplegic. For two years I knew what that word meant. I lived it, breathed it, endured it, and hated it. Finally, I got mad, about my situation. I told my therapist, " Get me out of this bed." After 1 year I fought to come back, By saying, "I am not a quitter; I will walk." It has been a rough road but I'm not alone. I've had therapists, doctors, and nurses, Who have been there with me. So now I have faith and hope, That my whole world will open up, And shine as the sun comes out. The one thing I have learned, I don't take anything for granted any longer. Praise all for what you have today because I learned it can be taken away at a moment's notice.