Just 1 Fat Chick on a Diet

I’ve been thinking a lot tonight about my life, due to a car accident down the road from my bf’s mother’s house tonight…where a man was ejected from his car…reminded me of a friend of mine who is in the hospital right now, who had an accident and was also ejected from his car through the sunroof and thrown into a wooded area. He is 24 years old….was a beautiful person, cool, collected and kind from the moment you met him. He just had an aura…

 He suffered some pretty intense fracturing of his skull…kind of an understatement. His skull was pretty much gone. Major head injuries….and just recently stopped responding to the pain…its confirmed that he has suffered a fair amount of brain damage. We were all hopeful at first, even though his face was beyond unrecognizable when we first saw him at the hospital. It was heartbreaking, to see someone so young…in such a state. It was something I’d only ever seen before in a movie the amount of damage that was done to his face and head. But at the same time, he was still alive, still respondent in part to the pain and so fragile. We saw his hand and his leg move…it was misguidingly hopeful…although in the back of our minds we knew not to be…There was a lot of pain, and sympathy and fear…and anger…cause he had made a decision to drunk drive and dont this to himself.

Between this accident and reading the news story about the police officer who was paralyzed and brain damaged from being hit by a drunk driver…I really started to think about the situation with Steven (friend in the hospital)…I didnt know him well…but I guess there was still a lot of hurt there from just the thought of losing someone so sweet and with so much more to his life.

Now I am against drunk driving..but I also see the flip side of it, being young and seeing the way people view drunk driving and sometimes the pride or inconvenience of having to be driven somewhere or stay somewhere or pay for a cab…I get it.This may not make sense to most people I kind of feel bad for people who are in these predicaments because of a bad decision, because they are probably suffering as well…and I’ve seen people who I know arent bad people make the same decision time and again…thats not the purpose of my blog to exude anger…its actually gratitude strangely enough that I came to write about

How dare I be ungrateful…for any ache and pain, for any tired, unmotivated day…How dare I not make the most of this body that I have been blessed enough to have…to be able to move every part of me and go for a run or do situps…Its given me a different kind of motivation all together. This body that I am in is the most beautiful priveledge I have and so help me I better spend every single day appreciating every part of it and making it the best I can…and not complaining if my arms are too flabby or dont tone like I want them too..Or that my legs are too fat and have cellulite…I should be grateful that I am fully mobile and have every chance in the world to better my body and to live my life with (reasonably) good health….And that is not a privelege everyone has.

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