She Told Me To “Walk It Off” After My Fall—Then The MRI Revealed Why It Was No Accident

streaks of purple and gold. Below, I could see the parking lot, the other apartments, the small playground where neighborhood kids were playing.

I looked down at my legs. They were still. They would always be still. But my hands were strong. My mind was clear. My life was my own.

I rolled back from the railing, turned my chair around, and headed inside.continue reading …