Anyone who reads my blog, even they just read it once, knows that I have no problem talking about my accident. Even if I don’t remember what really happened during my recovery or I don’t know what happened because I wasn’t conscious at the time and confuse the stories I have been told, I am an open book about this. I have no problem talking about or showing my scars, talking about my epilepsy, my memory issues, the medicines I take, or that I see a psychologist. I have never been offended by questions but I was offended tonight when I was told I was just making excuses.

There is a new receptionist at the gym, she’s very nice to everyone but I think she crossed the line tonight when she tried to get me to sign up for another, more expensive program at the gym. She asked me why I’m not in that program and I told her the truth, it’s too expensive and I can’t pay for it. She kept insisting, saying it’s not that expensive, only an extra $40 a month. I don’t know about you but for me that’s a lot and I can’t pay for that. 

Next, I told her I had an accident and really couldn’t be in that program. I didn’t want to get to this part but she was just asking for it. I showed her the scar on my right arm, she kept insisting, I told her about the scars on my head but didn’t want to show her but she told me she knows about scars and showed me a scar on her knee. Not the same but ok. 

Then she told me to stop making excuses. WHAT????? I didn’t want to make a scene, I just wanted my locker key, but she really crossed the line there, me not wanting to do the program that I can’t afford and can hurt me is not making excuses. Would someone who started going to the gym a year and a half after her traumatic brain injury and hasn’t quit since then be making excuses. She crossed the line there and the only reason I didn’t leave was because I needed my locker key.

I didn’t give her any more details about my accident, except telling her I have epilepsy, which helped a little bit. But I don’t have to explain myself to her, I didn’t even have to tell her I was in an accident and if I told her about the TBI she would just feel sorry for me. I don’t need anyone to feel sorry for me or question me. For god’s sake, I am Unstoppable Maria, I don’t make excuses.

 

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