My username as you can see is the Funk Doctor Spot.
I picked this nickname because of my favorite rapper uses it as one of his nicknames, Redman.
(Redman uses his real name, Reggie Noble, Funk Doctor Spot, and "The Soopa Man Luva", which I won't be using around these here parts.)
Now for a little bit about me and how I became disabled;
DisclaimerIf this is in the wrong forum, I really do apologize.
I was coming home from work one night at SBC-Ameritech (Which is now known as AT&T here in Detroit, Mich.)
I was getting ready for the weekend, it was a Thursday night, but my work schedule was Monday through Thursday 12:00p.m. to 9:00p.m. and Saturday mornings from 8:00 a.m. to 4:30 p.m., I had Fridays and Sundays off.
I was getting ready to take my best friend out for her birthday that coming Friday. I went down the stairs of my job and I called my mother on my cell phone. I asked her if I could use her car for the weekend when I take my friend out. She said it was cool, come on through. I hung up my cell phone and I went out the building to the parking lot. I got into my car, started it up, and drove out the parking lot.
I didn't get a whole two blocks before I was shot in the head by a stray bullet.
I was in a coma for about 28 days and I wasn't actually suppose to make it. But the Good Lord brought me through it all. That's why I say, live your life to the fullest, because you never know when your number is going to be called. That's for real.
I had to learn how to walk all over again, how to dress myself, how to eat, man it was the worst time of my life. But, I came through it mostly, I'd have to say that at this point, I'm about 70% healed. I still have some trouble walking, I have to walk with a cane whenever I leave the house. I have foot drop in my right foot and the entire right side of my body is noticeably weaker than my left side.
I also have to live with different pains in some parts of my body. Each and every type of therapy that you could think of, I've had it and then some. And I have some therapy coming up soon as well. Some days, I wake up feeling great. Other days, I wake up in serious pain and I just want to stay in bed. But I know that I cannot stay in bed, because I never know who just might need some sort of inspiration that I could offer to them. Everyone needs some sort of inspiration from time to time, I feel.
So that's what happened to me. I was going to wait until the day of August 24th to come around to send this to you all, but like I said, someone just might need some inspiration right now and cannot wait that long. I know from time to time that I need some sort of motivation to keep me going. I just want to tell you that some of the thoughts that entered my head when I first came out of my coma, I would have never thought in 31+ years of my life that I would even think of something like that. Thankfully, I didn't follow through on one of those thoughts.
The person who shot me ws never caught. But I just about moved on from that though, however, I always think about that night. I still remember the time and date and everything:
August 24, 2000 Thursday 9:11 p.m
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