I’ve finally arrived home. The fact that I’m home with my children fills me with so much happiness. My mom, dad, and even my in-laws all gathered and we talked together as a family. Of course, the children were incredibly excited that Dad was back home. They don’t quite understand yet how seriously I was hurt or the pain I went through. Still, they are overjoyed just to have their dad by their side. It bothers me that I couldn’t play with them during Christmas. It makes me sad to think of the past days when I promised to have fun together but couldn’t do anything. But now, I want to spend more time with my children and laugh together.
Today, as I drank a cup of coffee, I felt like my old, whole self again. The moment of enjoying a leisurely coffee, as usual, felt like a dream. However, for several days, my thoughts were hazy and absent. I couldn’t clearly remember what I had done or what I had thought. When I started talking again, memories seemed to surface, only to disappear again soon after. Sometimes I’d even exclaim, “Huh?” I try to talk and think again, but my thoughts don’t organize properly. I’m not sure what I’m missing or what the problem is. My parents encouraged me, saying that my thoughts would improve soon. I, too, firmly believed that I would truly get better.
But in reality, the recovery of my thought process was slow. I lost consciousness and was injured in December, but a full return to coherent thought only gradually became possible by March. The memory gaps were so long, and it took a long time for my mind to clear.
Now, whenever I go to the hospital, I see people similar to me. Their heads are shaved short and round, their body language suggests discomfort… I was once like that too. Every time I see them, I think of myself a lot. I believe they must be going through immense hardship, just like I did, and will continue to face even more difficult times. I suffered greatly during nearly two years of rehabilitation, and it pains me to think that they will have to go through a similar period. Although I can’t directly help them, I want to support them with all my heart. I earnestly hope they don’t get frustrated and don’t lose hope. Through my experience of pain and recovery, I want to offer a small comfort and strength to others. The reason I am writing this now is not just for myself, but because I want to help others who have been injured like me, even in a small way. I will continue to work hard to be a father my children aren’t ashamed of, a proud son to my parents, and a dependable husband to my wife.
✅ Simple, Repetitive Word Practice – Speech Support (English)
- Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt Skirt
- Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon Balloon
- Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen Ramen
- Head Head Head Head Head Head Head Head Head Head
- Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus Cactus
- Cow Cow Cow Cow Cow Cow Cow Cow Cow Cow
- Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan Fan
- Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe Syringe
- Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn Corn
- Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow Scarecrow
- Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs Stairs
- Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel Squirrel
- Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors Scissors
- Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit Suit
- Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone Telephone