Physical Therapy: A Personal Narrative

For the next week, I needed help for every little thing. I wasn’t capable of eating solid food, showering by myself, dressing myself or walking alone. My friends would visit me while I was stuck at home. The only person that I wouldn’t let visit me was at the time was my boyfriend because I didn’t want him to see me the way I was even though he said it didn’t matter but to me it did. After that I finally could start physical therapy where I had to do a lot of painful exercises for my legs. I wasn’t allowed to run for a few weeks because if I did I would become paralyzed. When I could finally go back to school, I was made fun of because one of my eyebrows was half gone even though everybody at school knew what had happened to me.