Wake Up? No Thanks!

I don't remember much after the Air Evac plane flew me to the big university hospital here in our state. I do remember cheering on the pilot in that tiny plane, apparently I did this the WHOLE flight (almost 1 hour). Once there I was in my own world, but apparently I was taken into emergency surgery. I remember waking up a day or 2 after that emergency surgery and realizing I was paralyzed from the waist down, or perhaps I was told. I'm sure everyone reacts differently to this news. For me, I remember I was ok with that, I just really wanted to go back to sleep, and that is what I did. Lights out, see you when I see you.
When you are dubbed paralyzed, one of the first things they do in the hospital is fit you with your very own, hand sculpted braces. The purpose of these braces is to prevent "drop foot". They sound snazzy and all professional like huh? WRONG! These braces are ugly and have no personality. They are a drab beige in color and honestly, the craftsmanship needs some work, for appearance purposes! I vaguely remember sending out an SOS via text for some STAT bedazzling! From the looks of the pictures I have seen, no one had my back with this request.
A day or 2 after that, I woke up for real this time. Now, I must enter a side note here into the story: My husband and I are a "keep the door closed" kind of a couple, if you know what I mean. We have been for 5+ years. It works for us. Every couple is different, but for us, if it ain't broke don't fix it! So with that said, let's go back to me waking up for the 2nd time. This is the moment that the realization came to me that when one is paralyzed from the waist down, certain bodily things happen without your control. This, folks, was indeed the moment that this particular girl lost her shit, both literally and figuratively, I lost all control and I had a complete breakdown. I remember sobbing uncontrollably and I remember my poor husbands face in this moment- Sheer Terror! I can only imagine what he was thinking. But he was so sweet and so loving and in that moment, I'd never been so glad to have him.
Life throws these major curve balls at you. What I have figured out over some time, is only you can figure out what to do with that ball. Are you going to catch it and throw it back? Or are you going to lay down and let it keep on flying out of control? In the beginning, I chose to lay down. I just wanted to sleep. Wake Up? No Thanks!

-The House Shoe Fashionista