Best 12 quotes of Jennifer Starzec on MyQuotes

A blur. That’s what it felt like to me

All of a sudden, my right hand was dead, unplugged, and my left was definitely not working right.

As I sat up I turned my head to the side, but immediately straightened it again when I felt a sharp pain shoot through my neck.

Before I knew it, I was once again being whisked down the hallways at the new hospital into an even bigger room, one that, unbeknownst to me, would be my home for what would feel like a long, long time.

Fatigue had started to set in...and now my eyes showed it as I struggled to keep them open.

I could feel the bite of the autumn air, warning us all of the harsh winter that was on its way.

I wondered if there was anything [the doctor] could do to to make the pain disappear and my arms work again. I wondered if I was going to get any worse than I already was. If so, I wondered if he could fix that, too.

Nothing worked. This blazing pain seemed only to be getting worse.

The strong, ferocious wind just made the chill worse, and as it blew around me, electric bursts of pain shot through my body.

The weekend was a much-needed breath of fresh air; Monday always seemed to not only take that breath right back, but add a few extra pounds to my shoulders as well.

We’ll be fighting [Transverse Myelitis] our whole lives, but we’ve also proven that we are more than capable of not letting it beat us.

What if...the doctors couldn't find anything wrong? What if I was over-exaggerating the pain, weakness, and weird sensations?