John wakes up every morning with sharp pain in his lower back. He’s not sure if it is a result of walking with crutches all his life because of Cerebral Palsy, or a ten year old bed. But it gets worse as he gets older. Moaning as he slides out of bed, stretches his back until the pain is gone.
Crawling around the house because his legs gave out on him more than a year ago, John often wonders what it would be like not to be here anymore. If only he didn’t have the last surgery to help his knees bend. Then he scolds himself for thinking such horrible thoughts. There’s not a better felling than to wake up to a new day, no matter how much pain he was in. But this was not the life he envisioned at forty years old. He longed for the days when his broken body was ambulatory.
John has his pride and hardly asks for help. It takes him a while, but he usually does what he sets out to do.