Last year, August 10th, I found out that I sleep walk. I drank alcohol all day and had a great time with friends. In the middle of the night, I walked off a 2nd story loft and fell about 14 feet without bracing myself for impact at all. I got busted up pretty bad. I was in a coma for five days.
I still have hardly any recollection of my hospital stay. I was there for nearly two weeks. I had high school friends and others who came to visit and I don't remember much at all. After I was released and came home, I was weakened and very meek. Suddenly I was a changed person and spoke only of love and caring for others. It was how I felt in my heart.
Over the months that have passed, I've attempted to stay off the pain medicine and gradually gotten more like my old self. The stronger I've gotten, the more I realize that I'm the same aggressive personality that I was before my accident. Pain has made me bitter again. That isn't the person I want to be.
I plan to make an effort to be "that guy" that loves and cares for others. That's actually me! That's the way my father was, and I need to be more like him. Even if I get back to full strength, I've got to stop my aggressive behavior and be a more caring and understanding person. Time for change of my personality...I'm better than before!
