Osondu: Running the Gauntlet to Stay Alive a Memoir

Osondu: Running the Gauntlet to Stay Alive a MemoirOn March 28, my therapist, Enjeen Woolford, walked into my room with the distinctive air of happiness that followed her. She touched my right foot, and my toes flexed. The rest was magic. Hey, your toes are moving! No way, I dont believe you. Thats only because you moved them. Well, lets do it again. Watch this. She went back to my right foot and touched my toes. Now, go ahead, and wiggle your toes. To my great surprise, I found I could wiggle my

On March 28, my therapist, Enjeen Woolford, walked into my room with the distinctive air of happiness that followed her. She touched my right foot, and my toes flexed. The rest was magic.
ÒHey, your toes are moving!Ó
ÒNo way, I donÕt believe you. ThatÕs only because you moved them.Ó
ÒWell, letÕs do it again. Watch this.Ó
She went back to my right foot and touched my toes. ÒNow, go ahead, and wiggle your toes.Ó
To my great surprise, I found I could wiggle my right toes. I was so shocked I donÕt even remember feeling happy.
The news spread quickly.
Enjeen was my Mary Magdalene. She discovered and was the first witness to my miracle.
Soon, Dr. Sciubba, the Johns Hopkins lead neurosurgeon, visited me. ÒI heard youÕre moving your toes. ThatÕs a great development. Going from no to a little movement is a much greater achievement than going from a little to bigger movement.Ó
I already knew that from math. Anything divided by zero is infinite.
Then Dr. Sciubba said something I didnÕt know.