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To be in motion is to continually change. Motion is the change in position with time. But I was motionless. I lay on the bed, overshadowed by memories. I was in deep pain. I was also paralyzed.
They told me to take every step with patience. "The drug will soon wear off," they said. My sweet sister had prepared a jar full of bitter herbal tea for me. With each sip, I felt a bit of strength returning. My hands twitched, and I felt the need to rise. I wanted to stand up.
“No one has done that before,” they warned. “Wait. Rest. Don’t rush.”
But I said what I felt in my heart, “I can make a difference. I begged to differ.”
Soon, the doctor came in, a stern look on his face. “Take your medication,” he said. “And please, don’t try anything foolish.” I nodded in silence. I wasn’t a fool, far from it, but I had something stronger than fear: determination.
It turns out, I had survived a two-day surgical operation. My body was weak, but my spirit was louder than ever. I began to move, not in defiance, but in belief. Slow, shaky, and steady.
That was the first step. I was in motion again.
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