The True Story Of My Paralysis Part Two

As I said before, I continued to enjoy my summer vacation in spite of the pain in my back. It felt like I just needed it to pop or something. I wasn't too worried about it. The next day, Sunday, I went home for a little to eat and I played in the backyard with my puppy, Snoopy. We ran around the yard a little and he chased me and I threw his toys and chased him. We had a good time. I got pretty dirty, but I didn't mind. I also went to another one of my cousin's house and jumped on his trampoline for a while and he gave me a bowling ball. I had only been bowling a few times and I figured I should start doing it more often. I spent the rest of my free time with my cousin that just came into town. We mainly just walked around town or rode bikes to our other friend's houses. We just enjoyed the summer sun.

Then, when Tuesday came around, we had stayed the night at our cousin's house where we had been practicing for the Quincenera and before practice was going to begin, we decided to go swimming. We were alone at her house with me, my two cousins, and one of my cousin's friends. Her friend also happened to be someone that I started to have a little fling with. She was pretty cute and I thought we could have something good together. We talked for a little while we waited for a ride to the swimming pool. Meanwhile, my back was still hurting pretty bad and at around 11:30 AM, I had my cousin stand on my back to pop it so it would finally stop hurting. We finally got a ride at around 12:15 PM and were at the pool by 12:30 PM. It was a lot of fun and I was really enjoying myself with my family and a cute girl to chill with. It seemed pretty perfect, up until I noticed it became difficult to hold in my bowels. I had to run into the restroom in fear of soiling myself. I sat in there, shocked, not knowing what was going on.

To read the rest, continue to The True Story Of My Paralysis Part Three