This is a week of very mixed emotions for me.
Seven years ago I woke up with a swollen left calf. So swollen that I couldn’t stand up. So swollen that my husband sat me in my rolling desk chair, wheeled me out to our car, and took me to the emergency room.
The swelling eventually went down and after four days in the hospital, I went home. But I didn’t know then that my legs would never be the same. I didn’t know then that my life would never be the same. I didn’t know then that three years after that fateful Sunday morning, I’d have to retire from the profession I loved.
I can’t even completely describe how it touched my heart to read these incredibly kind words left by an anonymous student.