Mckay's Room Monologue
I followed McKay as she guided me through her ramped backyard to a door that accessed her bedroom directly. This was the one path that avoided stairs. This was the only path that her wheelchair could safely take to get to her room.
The second we entered her bedroom I felt a sensation of peace. It was coziness and comfort personified. The twinkling Christmas lights strung from wall to wall softly poured a gentle white glow over the whole room. A sweet, yet subtle floral aroma drifted through the air. The room was equipped with everything McKay needed to make it through the day without leaving her isolated haven. The corner held enough instruments to qualify her room as a miniature music store. Sheet music and lyric papers covered the surface …show more content…
While McKay complied, the pain never faded away. She told me, “one time I remember sitting on a church pew, and my back hurt so bad that I started to cry, but I didn’t want to interrupt, so I just sat there, silently …show more content…
The doctors suspected she had plantar fasciitis, causing terrible sharp pains in the arches of her feet whenever she had to stand for a long period of time. Later, her knee joints and ankles started aching like those of a 70-year-old woman. McKay told her parents about strange tingling sensations in her fingertips and toes. The list of symptoms grew every year, and with each new trial came another tentative diagnosis. However, no doctor could explain the cause of all of these health defects in such a young girl.
Around the same time, McKay’s mother was facing health scares of her own. In 2010 Mary Thompson was told she had Multiple Sclerosis (MS). She was told as her nerves degenerated, she would soon entirely lose her ability to function and only had around 10 years left to live. The young mother felt shattered. As she prepared to continue life in a wheelchair, she followed all of the doctor’s orders: take anti-inflammatory medications, get plenty of sleep, transfer to a high protein diet, etc. But then, a few months down the road, something miraculous happened: Mary could walk
The second we entered her bedroom I felt a sensation of peace. It was coziness and comfort personified. The twinkling Christmas lights strung from wall to wall softly poured a gentle white glow over the whole room. A sweet, yet subtle floral aroma drifted through the air. The room was equipped with everything McKay needed to make it through the day without leaving her isolated haven. The corner held enough instruments to qualify her room as a miniature music store. Sheet music and lyric papers covered the surface …show more content…
While McKay complied, the pain never faded away. She told me, “one time I remember sitting on a church pew, and my back hurt so bad that I started to cry, but I didn’t want to interrupt, so I just sat there, silently …show more content…
The doctors suspected she had plantar fasciitis, causing terrible sharp pains in the arches of her feet whenever she had to stand for a long period of time. Later, her knee joints and ankles started aching like those of a 70-year-old woman. McKay told her parents about strange tingling sensations in her fingertips and toes. The list of symptoms grew every year, and with each new trial came another tentative diagnosis. However, no doctor could explain the cause of all of these health defects in such a young girl.
Around the same time, McKay’s mother was facing health scares of her own. In 2010 Mary Thompson was told she had Multiple Sclerosis (MS). She was told as her nerves degenerated, she would soon entirely lose her ability to function and only had around 10 years left to live. The young mother felt shattered. As she prepared to continue life in a wheelchair, she followed all of the doctor’s orders: take anti-inflammatory medications, get plenty of sleep, transfer to a high protein diet, etc. But then, a few months down the road, something miraculous happened: Mary could walk