Enrique Iglesias Saved My Life
This was about 7 years ago. I worked at a school for the autistic and one of the children had reached under my rib cage and ripped all the muscles up there. Needless to say there is nothing to do but bed rest and painkiller. After a few days I sunk into depression. I was only on bed rest for 5 days but I refused to get out of bed. Day after day of depression. Everyone had tried everything but I just wouldn’t budge. Then, while visiting me, one of my loved ones was playing with my clock radio and set the alarm by mistake.
There I was, just laying in bed feeling sorry for myself, it’s about 2 pm and the radio clicks on. It’s just talk and I tune it out, a few easy listening tracks, no big. Then they start playing this Enrique Iglesias song. As soon as it started I realized “If I don’t get out of bed I’m going to have to listen to this entire song.” It was one of those life changing moments for me. I knew that I could overcome both my fears and my melancholy if I was just motivated enough. That piece of shit song was my motivation. Thank you Enrique, you may have saved my life.
2 Comments:
How did they reach under your rib cage?
It was very disgusting, done by an autistic, violent, tiny 11 year old. Really I don't remember exactly what happened, I was trying to put him into a hold and he was trying to thwart me. The blinding pain kinda blacks out the rest.
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