It happened the summer after my freshman year of college. An innocent family vacation became life-changing when a large wave picked me up and dropped me, leaving me paralyzed below the shoulders. On August 1, 2004, I became a C4-5 quadriplegic. And at 18 years old, I had no idea what my future would look like.
Being paralyzed didn’t change my dreams. I still wanted to graduate from college. I still wanted to work. I wanted a good job, a good house, a good future. But newly paralyzed at 18, I had no clue how I would even begin to accomplish these dreams. How would I be able to finish college? How could I hold a job someday? Would I lose my Medicaid and caregivers if I earned an income? I was afraid of these unanswered questions, and I was af