Overwhelmed with feelings of relief, sorrow, and gratitude — I began to cry for the first time in twelve years.
I didn’t cry out of self-pity. I cried for all of the people who don’t have the opportunities that I have. I cried for those who will never escape their crippling pains.
My pain was gone. My operation was a success. I had nothing more to worry about. It was a done deal. Both of my hips were resurfaced. There was no turning back. I just needed to get out of bed and start moving again.
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