As a young adult I’ve always loved the end of summer. “Off season” in South Jersey is usually the greatest time of year for us locals. The shoobies are mostly gone and we’re free to enjoy every little thing that our home -a.k.a. the shore- has to offer. I let my happiness for this time of year engulf me everytime it comes around, just like smooth waves rushing in over me.
Yet, in the back of my mind I can somehow remember that this time of year holds more meaning to me that even the joys of off season can’t seem to remedy. And for good reason.
September 11th is the anniversary of the day I experienced a heparin induced thrombocytopenia, but I can’t remember it.
September 18th is the anniversary of my right arm’s amputation. I will never forget it.
Being a Jew, the fall is always a very important time of year for me and my family. Not only because of my “nubiversarry” as I’ve oh-so-lovingly coined the occasion, but because it’s also both Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur.
I was in the hospital for both of those holidays, back in 2013. To say that there were many prayers being said in my favor would be a complete and total understatement. I was very heavily medicated at the time, but I was still fully aware of the amount of people out there who were thinking of me and praying for me. That’s something that I will carry with me for the rest of my life because it truly gave me strength when I was weak and I will be eternally grateful for it.
I don’t really remember at which point I realized that I was really in over my head at the time, but the dates ranging from September 6th- October 6th will forever live on with me like a tattoo to the brain. 2 hospitals, 3 ICU’S, 10 surgeries, 30 days. (4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42) Just like in Lost, these are all numbers that a person could never forget.
BUT here I am, 3 years later and moving on to bigger and better things in life. The secret to it all? 3 years later and it’s still pretty hard, but the answer is in the question (young padawan). In order to move on, you just have to do it. One day at a time. Put one foot in front of the other. Just keep swimming.