Unfortunately, I got into a sporting accident a week before my scheduled flight, which caused a tear on my right shoulder. Long story short, I had an operation and had to wear a sling flying here to Budapest.
I was really at my weekest, physically, flying here to Budapest. Imagine carrying a dead-arm with you. Ironically, I felt stronger than ever, mentally and emotionally that is.
I was told by people that I had an option of not continuing my studies abroad for now as I was really week. Post-surgery, patients are supposed to undergo rehab and I was not sure I could get a rehab doctor in a non-English speaking country (well, generally non-English speaking).
But I was determined, I dont want to go on with life thinking "what if?" I researched on how to do self-rehab (and mind you, I made a lot of mistakes which scared the sh*t out of me) and with the help of my mom and my aunt doctor, I had 4 weeks of doing self-rehab. After which, I found a kind Hungarian physical therapist, who may not speak English but is really great at playing charades. :))
And because of this accident, I really felt loved by the people around me. I guess its really during the low points of your life that you'll know who are the people that truly love you.
Special thanks to my mom who went out of her way and did everything she could to help me. If she could only keep me as a baby, she would; but she understands that I need to grow as a person so she trusts and supports me in whatever I do. Also, a special shout out to my mom's sister who has always been there to encourage me and help my mom in everything. And of course, thank you to the rest of my family, relatives, and my ever-loyal friends (y'all know who you are).
So, long story short, I had an accident so it was pretty difficult for me to write blah blah blah. But here I am now. This blog will be about my learnings as a young adult going around Europe.
Yes, I was advertising COI here in Budapest. Hahaha.
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