About Me
My Life in a Peanut Shell!
I have told people about my life, and so many of them have said "wow, you should write about it." And honestly, I have thought about writing something, but I never seem to find the time. So here goes -
I have always been pretty unique I feel, being born in Belgium, as the son to a Thai mom and an American dad. As I moved from Belgium to New Hampshire and back to Germany, my life progressed fairly uneventful. I was one of the shyest kids in my class and had only one friend throughout most of my of life. But there it was, a week before graduation from High School and the day after my senior prom, the ride that stopped me in my tracks.
Long story short, I had a bad mountain bike accident. I went to the american hospital on base, they said I was fine, that night I fell into a coma. I had severed a blood artery in my head and is was bleeding very slowly. When my parents got me to the hospital, the doctor I needed was not there, so they said I was going to die. My parents made them take me to the German hospital. There they were able to stop the bleeding and save my life.
When I finally regained full consciousness, two months had passed. I was stuck in a bed, could not think clear, was half blind and my whole right hand side of my body was paralyzed. The doctors said I would never walk again and my speech was slurred so bad that no one understood me...the list goes on with problems.
I make it sound terrible, but I actually am kind of thankful. Since the day I first woke up, (August '95) I can honestly say, I have never once been upset or angry. I have always been happy; it is really quite bizarre...how bizarre, how bizarre! Not only that, I was a total extrovert: talking to everyone, pretty girls and strangers! A feat, that only a few months before, I would have been seen as being impossible.
Anyway my recovery has progressed very well this past year. I graduated from one of the best art schools in the country, living on my own (finally) in Boston. Have a BFA in Graphic Design, but have found acting and singing thrillingly exciting. I couldn't stand to do either of those things before my accident. I now run for miles at a time, my speech is almost normal, my memory has returned, and my IQ is higher than before...138!
That is me in a nut shell, a very big one, but still a nut shell. Peanut or Walnut? I don't know. I do prefer Peanut... butter though. You decide!
