270 Degrees

My life has been very interesting.  I’ve seen challenges that many other people have frankly never seen or stepped up to.  I’ve always tried to do the right thing.  I always try to be a good person, be good to others and hope people treat me the same.  So much has changed since I last posted here.  Behind the scenes I was desperately trying to fix things that were broken.  No understanding, bruised, blemished on the inside but had a smile on the outside.  In the last 6 months things have shifted and changed so dramatically.  No one truly understands the why’s but that is ok.  I’m on a journey.  Life and to live.  Its becoming time to do a little wandering and figure things out.

I’ve accomplished so much its almost unbelievable.  I’m not here to boast.  It was survival.  It was out of necessity.  I have a zest for life and by God I will live it; and live it my way.  I’ve got nothing to prove.  I accomplished the unattainable for some and in a very short period of time.  I took my challenges with stride, with grace,and with appreciation of the support that I got.  Support that I will never ever be forget no matter where life brings me.

I focused on my core being.  Who I am, what I can achieve through sheer will.  Through sheer physical and mental prowess and determination.  I refused to fail and drew upon inner strengths that I knew I had but never had to tap into to this depth.  I inspired many along the way but I want it to be forgotten.  I want to be normal again.  I want people to forget what I had went through.  I want people to know the new me is essentially the same me.  I’m no different just my direction has changed.  270 degrees.  I made a left turn instead of a right and I’m ok with that.  I’m not trying to hurt anyone.  I just want to live!

Late September 2014 I went with a few friends to Penn State to the homecoming game.  We were having the time of our lives.  Going to different bars having drinks meeting different people and just having a blast.  I started to get a headache and went outside to get some Excedrin.  I found myself on a bench and began to lose control of my arms.  I knew something was not right.  I had a few drinks but I never get this out of control.  Someone came to me and asked if I was ok and I said I needed an ambulance and to please find my friends and gave them my name and the names of my friends.  Eventually one of my friends came out.  Very long story short my friend got me into a cab.  I remember pressing with all my might with my quadriceps to get into that cab.  It was insanity that I could not force myself in the cab.  I knew something was seriously wrong but eventually got in.  My friends brought me back to the RV site and once I stepped out of the cab I literally face planted on the ground.  At that point my friend knew something was truly wrong and called an ambulance.

This is where the fun begins

The purpose of morality is to teach you, not to suffer and die, but to enjoy yourself and live.”

About Adventures in the Burbs (72 Articles)
I'm now considered a survivor. A survivor of what you may ask? For my entire life I have been a walking time bomb due to a visitor embedded in my brain called an AVM, or an Arteriovenous Malformation. I never actually knew I had it. My story of survival is so improbably and spectacular that it is worthy of an entire book in itself. I may have a post in here somewhere on my blog that covers it. In the end I’ve survived a brain hemorrhage, brain surgery and I’ve been left with Epilepsy and Left Side Neglect. Believe it or not, Left Side Neglect has been nothing less than a fascinating experience although I don’t recommend it for the feeble or weak minded. In the end that time bomb exploded yet I’m still here to put my adventures up on this blog and I will never let my survivor experience hold me back from life. Although I’m now considered a “Survivor”, throughout life I have been many things and it seems I have assumed many different identities along the way. For me life has been a zigzagging adventure woven with change and that change has always been good. I’m truly blessed as my life has been nothing short of amazing and my cup has always been overflowing even in the worst of times. I’ve had a good family, good friends, excellent mentors along the way and an amazing wife. Wonder if she will actually ever read this?? I’ve been a musician, a dishwasher, a pizza maker, a break-dancer, a skateboarder, a long haired metal head, a United States Marine, a husband, a father to many, a technologist, a college student, an adventure racer, a businessman, a manager, a leader, a crisis manager, a Harley Davidson enthusiast, a wannabe bourbon connoisseur, an amateur RV’er, an amateur blogger, an amateur writer, an amateur photographer, a thinker, a doer, a traveler, a wannabe digital nomad, an adventurer, and a remote worker. So as you can see I’ve maintained just a few identities….but what’s in an identity anyway. I know my identity as a “survivor” will not sum up my existence nor define me as a person. My name is Will and I am all of those identities listed above and then some. Hopefully you will join me on my journey. Do take Care, Will

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