It is hard to notice that, when one tries to do everything right; to stay quiet; to embrace and investigate every detail of one's illness and then all of a sudden.... one slips and the 6th vertebra is broken again.
That is what happened to me the 4th day of being back home on Ibiza. And as if it were not enough: the next day, I was sitting on a wicker chair, my hair hanging over the back lean, a friend of mine wants to kiss me by way of greeting and leans with his hand on my hair (the back of the chair) with which he jerks my head backwards and breaks my first vertebra again.
That was hard.
Really hard.
And after that my traumatologist says that it will take at least 6 months before I will be able to let go of my neck-collar and sling; that this takes long to heal.
Here I had to swallow and the first few days I did a lot of crying. It was a struggle to not become depressed.
But I did not get depressed. I paint and paint and prepare myself inside for my new life, in which I will show the world all (I hope, is my intention) what I am and can do.
Soon you will find the interview that Cynthia and Pete Bampton did with me, on this blog, so that you can get to know me better. At least there will be parts of the interview.
The video has been taken shortly after the second time of braking both my vertebras and I hope that you will be able to see what all is possible if one really goes for "it" and that what really matters....
With all my Love, Ria
