Days 6-10 in Orlando Regional Medical Center were a blur thanks to pain killers and other medications. However, I can recall the following events happening in no particular order: Once out of ICU I never attained a roommate in my room due to the amount of people that visited, and also the amount of cards, [...]

Everyone reacts differently to hearing catastrophic news. If I would have known then, what I know now I would have just cried my eyes out when I was told I would never walk again. Instead, I saved face and took the news like a gymnast–I smiled and asked what I could do to improve my [...]

After spewing chunks up on the CAT scan table, I blacked out for three days, like literally saw the color black. Though many people surrounded me during this time, friends, family and hospital workers, I cannot recall seeing anyone or any thing during those days. I do remember hearing voices, and could also sense love [...]

I hadn’t intended to make Kristin cry, but she did, instantaneously upon hearing me say I am not okay. I could have used a good cry myself at that moment, as long as it was in privacy of course. Instead of shedding tears, however, I begrudgingly forced a smile to all the unfamiliar faces surrounding me as we made our way down the tunnel’s long hallway to the back roads of Sea World, the place where an ambulance eagerly awaited me…

I was paralyzed in between a mini-trampoline and a basketball hoop, the result of a stunt gone terribly wrong. Instead of catching and dunking a basketball, like many NBA mascots do at basketball halftime shows, I missed a pass from my teammate and consequently…

For many years I’ve toyed with the idea of writing a memoir, including investing myself enough to think of 50,000 words and then transcribe them into readable paragraphs. For the amount of time I’ve spent jotting ideas down, editing and organizing these thoughts, imagining book covers, practicing a press pitch and dreaming of the book [...]

One week ago I woke up to what appeared to be a bug bite on the back of my right rib cage, just out of my line of vision. In Florida bug bites are a common occurrence, and so I assumed the same thing happened in California. I made note of the bite, took a picture, and then chalked it up to being no big deal. The very next morning…

Three months after arriving to Los Angeles, a sales representative randomly called my cell phone to see if I was interested in buying season tickets for the 2012-13 Clipper basketball. How did this person get my number? I have no idea, but I took it as a sign of good fortune because under my list [...]