On 17th August, I was so excited because it was my first time travelling internationally and to the states. When i was in the car park, i tried carrying my bag on to the trolley, The bag fell down and my leg twisted with a crack sound.
That was the beginning of my adventure to the states.
At first, I thought it was a sprain, but it swelled up and it became bruised and it was very painful. And that was the beginning of my wheel chair experience. As usual, the goodbyes made me cry and the leg didnt worry me that much. I went onto the plane on a wheel chair. The Stewardess and stewards on the MAS was very helpful and friendly. The gave me 2 ice creams and one was very nice until my friend said that he was hitting on me.. Ok.... throughout the MAS trip.. i was fine and happy... transited at Taiwan and Landed at LAX. I was greeted by a philipino lady which was very friendly and a man who helped carry my bag..
But that man was very demanding. Come on, what do u expect from a student, and injured one too.... He asked for money in tagalog.... but i didnt understand so i didnt bothered. The best part was people thought i was a philipino. :) anyway.... While in LAX i waited on a chair without a wheelchair ...... i couldnt move around. I felt really disabled... Thanks to my beloved friend Eza, she helped me a lot. until today.. Anyway, i had to walk with the leg swollen all over to get stuff..
Then it was time to board the Delta Airlines plane.... I arrived in Minneapolis hoping everything would be fine. I was dropped off the other end of baggage carrier... i had to walk with swollen feet from carousel 9 to carousel 3 with the throbbing pain in my leg... I didnt cared that much about the walking.. But once i arrived at carousel 3, i was shocked by the news that one of my was missing.. there and then i cried. i couldnt take it anymore. At that moment was too much for me. I cried the whole day, i ignored the beauty of minnesota... And once we arrived i went to the boynton health service to get my leg fixed... the day after we went to visit the house that we were supposed to stay in, it looks horrible!!! Unlivable, and haunted.... and the doctor called and told me that my leg was fractured! I broke down again
I was asking myself, Why do i have to go through this? Its too much all at once..
1. My feet is fractured
2. My bag was lost
3. a guy asking money from me.
4. Talked to a bitchy lady
5. had to walk from one end to the other end with throbbing pain in my leg
6. I had no permanent roof over my head..
Well, i guess its a test for me from God, to make me even stronger. If it doesnt kills you, it only makes you stronger. and i had a fortune cookie saying, Nothing ventured nothing gained.
I was upgraded from a wheelchair to crutches...
I crossed the Mississippi River with crutches to find food.. my armpits hurt as well as my back. Well, i have to take it in, take this experience as a challenge and over come it.. Just hanging on.
I went shopping in an old lady's electronic cart
Well, my bag was found, the swollen has went down but still fractured, tomorrow gonna find for more apartments... I see a brighter future.
I decided, to smile and endure it and be happy while in these conditions because being sad over it doesnt help anyone. Enjoy these fun pictures that i have compiled throughout the experience in minnesota.
Its Part Of Life....As we sail through "Life", don't avoid storms and rough waters. Just let it pass.. Just sail with a brave heart and open mind.. Always remember, calm seas never make skillful sailors...