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Hello, my name is zakaria channane, 23 years old, i am paralysed this is my story••• Let' s go back to the past, and exactly before 201 1, me and my sisters were born in a happy family i still remember all the good memories; i used to be an active boy studying in the final year of middle school also i practiced the judo like everybody in my age i lived a happy normal life hanging out with my friends traveling enjoying every single day and every single moments until !! September 29 th 201 1 my life has been changed upside down and here is why : I was going to school I met 4 of my friends in my age they invited me to drive me to the school we were happy and the driver was driving so fast so he lost control, the car started rolling 6 times, went out of road and crushed•••. I still remember the moment the car crashed, It passed like an hour annoying sound. Which was the body of car as slides with asphalt , I felt scared I was saying I will die I will never survive. I saw my life flicker in front of me like a short film and then it was over. the car stopped Because of a mountain of dirt the dust was thick music is still working And here I am. Lying try to stand but I couldn' t. Then the passenger next to me opened the door and did not see me next to him. So he pulled me out of the car unintentionally. I fell from above that pile of dirt to the ground directly The driver's father came to the spot. Try lifting me to stand up but I fell up i lost consciousness. Then I found myself in the hospital. My family beside me .My friends left the hospital with no injury i did not understand what was happening, why I could not move ? I stayed 15 days under the medical surveillance. I was waiting and waiting hoping to discover something new about my situation everyday then the doctor told me "According to the medical report you broke your neck from c4 c6 and you suffered from both lower extremities numbness and paralysis and inability to sit or stand We can not perform surgery Sorry we can not do anything" It was

shocking. He came down like a thunderbolt on me and on my family Why did this happen to me. how I would live with a permanent disability? All these questions were in my head and I could not find an answer that gave me hope.

At first it was hard to accept the truth. We did not know anything about it and even the doctors did not explain anything. We were alone. Sometimes we search in the Internet and sometimes we suddenly discover it and ask until we find the solution. Like bed ulcers we did not know it might occur The worst happened. When we returned to the hospital they did not take any action to treat or peeling and cleaning. left it the same. I did not have a medical bed. So a friend he brought to us and then I learned what and why I need it. As for bed ulcers, we brought a nurse who had peeled off the rotten skin so that he could handle it .it was painful for my mother to see and hear my scream. It had to be strong to heal the sores because we could not afford the nurse. I had trouble breathing and sitting on the chair taught us a lot of things on our own. Then began the practice of physical therapy and rehabilitation He came home to 3 servings per price for $ 15 per share We could not afford the processor and then stopped. My father was selling vegetables, my sisters were studying, and my mother was watching me By talking about charities that might help us. We found one that told us that there was a rehabilitation specialist who would donate her time for me. It was a joyous news that helped me a lot psychologically and physically. Then she left after 4 months and lost contact with her. It struck me a bit. A year passed. There has been no improvement i was getting bored and I kept watching TV until I slept. and so on. day after day. I'm out of school and the world around me. My friends came once a week to take a walk with me. We live on the first floor. They held me by their hands. And get down to where they put me on the wheelchair It is the only day I have ever felt alive. although I am. I was annoyed by people's looks. But it was delightful. Like I see another world. It was simple but it made me feel like I was breathing like others. I have many friends but those who were with me in the incident I was upset to see that they continued their lives and enjoyed. Then I meet them and they pity me. But sometimes it was a catalyst. We looked for ways of treatment outside the country. Charities may also help us. I hit a wall every time. So I found a new physiotherapy centre that would open up near me. I was one of the first to register Actually it was a big step forward. A new transition phase. This specialist helped build my new personality and It helped us overcome difficult times. I understood and learned a lot about my situation. It was a great privilege for me to go out twice a week and meet new friends like me or worse I have seen aspects of my new life all hope and strength I was always present despite the difficulties we faced. I was cut off from going in the summer because the temperature was high. It went on like this and I can move the right elbow and shoulders with a simple movement in my left hand For my family and friends it was amazing progress. But it is not what I dream about. Our joy did not last. Because of the lack of money to cover these expenses and the difficulty of finding who can take me from the first floor down the stairs We decided to stop after 4 years and after that there was noticeable progress in my physical and psychological condition I did not go back to physical therapy for two years and here we are in the third year.

So 7 Years passed quickly and full of dramatic and exhilarating events. Nothing changed. I still only moved my elbow and my left hand went worse. I still have bed ulcers we still live at the same floor i still go out once a week and yes I still paralyzed. In fact, I was saying that it would only take weeks or months to stand up and go back to my normal life but

This is my new life I had many ambitions. I wanted to finish my studies and get work to help my family. Maybe marriage and I have a family. All these dreams are shattered in a blink of an eye Sometimes I wish I had died in the accident and did not live to see my family extinguished its light All these simple dreams I can not achieve in this country that does not recognize the rights of people with special needs. The most basic rights not provided by this state, for example, went this week to do an Xray. They told me it was broken and I was waiting to fix it. How is it possible to make this happen and what about the cases that need to be done this scan. I do not have health insurance and I do not receive any subsidy from the government. My dreams are legitimate rights in other countries. But how the way I have nothing to do. This is my life and so will remain. All I have to do is fight every day I became stronger psychologically without the need for a psychologist. My personality was rebuilt and I had the hope that something wonderful would happen I was able to overcome my fear of riding the car .1 no longer care for others views of me I tell them .

It' s my life.. ... What limits you is yourself not anything other than that Believe and work hard

Can you see the wheelchair ? Or do you see me? What you see is a reflect of what you have #1ife

I have many plans I want to go back to study. And back to practicing physical therapy I'm sure I will improve a lot. I want to get equipment to help me get down the stairs without needing anyone. Perhaps a new wheelchair. This is my story. I hope to inspire others and listen to my voice ... .... yeah I' m Paralyzed and proud.

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