Importance This book is so incredibly important to me because I read it during

Importance this book is so incredibly important to me

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(Importance) This book is so incredibly important to me, because I read it during a time in my life when I lost hope and sight of my future. During the early half of 2017 was the lowest Ihad ever felt. Not only did re-injuring my heel and ankle send me to a downward spiral, but not feeling challenged at Seton Hall, as well. I had to consider what was important to me. Because of the injury I couldn’t participate in activities on-campus, let alone attend class. My doctor advised me to rest, meaning no driving, taking the stairs, walking without crutches, etc. I explained to my doctor my situation – being in school, living off campus on the second floor of my house, being across the country from my parents, etc., but still I wasn’t getting any answers about further course of treatment. I went back every week for two months, but the answer was always the same –keep the boot on, rest, and use the crutches/wheelchair or else it won’t get better. I was originally supposed to be in the boot for one week, so after eight weeks I broke down. I drove to class whenever someone in my house couldn’t take me, though sometimes I wouldn’t even ask because I felt like a bother. I had so much trouble with the crutches that I would sometimes try to hop or crawl around the house to get things, which got tiring after a
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while. Starting in February, I flew home on the weekends because I was making the injury worsetrying to do things for myself. I cried in my room in New Jersey every single night; I couldn’t geton the phone with my parents without breaking down. I stopped going to class because I was in so much pain. I also felt like my time at Seton Hall was coming to an end and I wouldn’t get much more out of it. I hardly slept because it was uncomfortable with the boot on and off my leg.I rarely had energy to hang out with my friends because I felt so physically and mentally exhausted. I flew home for spring break one week early, not knowing when or if I would go back. I saw a surgeon once I returned New Jersey. In terms of treatment, he said my best option was to get cortisone injections in three different areas on my foot and attend physical therapy, because surgery would be too risky. He said medical withdrawal would be a smart move, so I finally did it. I started physical therapy and was walking without crutches or the boot, but I was still sad, all the time. My parents encouraged me to apply to schools in California so I would at least have the option to transfer. I ended up losing contact with a lot of my friends, like Albom did when he left college, because once word got around that I was transferring, things changed. I had already been gone for seven months because I was abroad and now I was hardly at school and I would be leaving again, but this time for good. A lot of my friends were upset with me for leaving them behind. I was at the crossroad of making the decision to transfer, which meant abandoning the future I planned for myself there and leaving all my friends, or to stay in New Jersey and be potentially miserable. I chose to leave after being accepted to Santa Clara
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