I woke up on the couch that Friday August 26th, being a little disoriented because I'm not used to that. You probably know how it is, it takes a couple of seconds to connect to reality, but surely shortly after that I realized the p&n in my hands and feet (or rather arms and legs by then) and thus my situation. It is like dreaming you won the lottery but then waking up realizing you still have to go to work.
So I figured I would get up, and get dressed to go to the hospital to have my blood checked out. I sat up and waited for a little while like I always do, because otherwise I get dizzy. After I sat up for a couple of minutes I decided to stand up. I said I decided to stand up. "STAND UP!!!" Nothing.
My mind, my thoughts, my feelings, everything suffered a major short circuit at that very moment. "What the hell is this??" I pushed/lifted myself off the couch with my arms like you often do when you stand up (but probably don't realize) but I fell right back on the couch.
"Am I paralyzed?!" I started moving my legs and feet. They still worked, thank heavens for that. OK well my body is probably still sleepy or something, so let's try that again. I was placing my feet firmly on the ground - "That's weird, I can't feel the cold tiles with my bare feet" - and lift myself up once again, now holding the table in front of the couch. I am literally pulling my body in an upright position with my arms.
I'm standing! Kind of. imagine a new born deer that tries to stand up for the first time. It stands, but only because it was left in that position by his mother who lifted him up. I was standing, leaning on the table. "So far, so good, now stand up straight". I stood up straight and fell right back on the couch.
Trust me, your mind can not immediately deal with something of that magnitude. So I remained on the couch for like 15 minutes, thoughts running through my mind in a record speed.
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