After the fall I took, I thought life was over for me. It happened during COVID. One of the customers gave me a call to go to the Giant supermarket up there by the Convention Center. I took one of those rent-a-bikes and went up there. It’s about 7:30 p.m. or something like that at night, you know? I saw some oung boys riding in a car, you know, and me being a “hood” guy, I knew they were up to something.
All of a sudden, all four of them jumped out of the car. And when I seen that, I dropped the bike and I ran in fear. I thought I was gonna get shot. I ran so hard that I ran too fast, and ran into a brick wall, full speed, and I broke my spinal cord, broke my back. When that happened, I thought it was all over. Believe me, three years from the day, and where y’all see me now, I wasn’t able to do any of the things I’m doing. And I tell you, it was a hard fall, but I didn’t give up.
And I thank all my friends, Melissa, Mr. Robert, Tom, and everyone else who supported me and kept me strong. You know, I’ll make y’all laugh at this here: It was funny when I went into the nursing home, and I was in so much pain, and I still wanted out. I knew it was my right, and I could get out. So I went to one of the people in the hospital and told ‘em, “I want to sign the paper, I want to be released!” But at the same time, I could walk, stand up with nothing, you know?
But I just wanted out.
To be continued…
