I feel like I need to share this. Almost 1.5 years ago, the VA considered me 40% disabled, and distributed me a cane to use. At 22, this killed me mentally. I went on for a while, thinking I could never get back in the saddle, and back into my military service. Honestly, I think I became depressed after a while. Two months into that depression, I decided that I wasn't going to sit there and be like that. Over the past year I have been doing a bit of some Yoga and swimming to help get back into shape. Over time, my back got better to the point that I don't need the cane, the PTSD I suffered from, I worked through it *thought I still have it, it doesn't bother me*. I looked into getting back into the Air Force, and I have to wave the disability to do so. I have no problem with this, though I'm sure others will call me crazy, or a liar; I AM getting back in the saddle. A YEAR AGO I WAS TOLD I WAS CANE-BOUND. Today, I ran 1.5 miles in 14 minutes, I did 28 push-ups, and 33 sit ups. My waist is a 33. I am living proof that restrictions can be a hindrance of the mind. Pushing yourself in ways you didn't think you could can lead you to better outcomes than you thought possible. I submitted the paperwork to the recruiting office, and I plan on a commission program to become a 2nd Lt, and an RN. ♥
BOOM! Go Girl!!!!!!
It Can Happen,
Coach Pam
Wow, what an incredible story! Talk about determination! Our minds are a force to be reckoned with for sure. So happy for her, and she isn't even done yet!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing her story!
xoxo
Roxie