I wasn't even sure I'd be able to walk. I couldn't even go outside. Maybe I was just burnt crisp from the gruelling schedule I had been keeping for years.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was told as a teenager that I would never walk again.
I can barely walk, but it's a privilege to be able to move at all.
It finally became clear to me that they had no hopes of my ever walking again.
I get out on my bike almost every day. If I can't walk somewhere, I'll bike or skateboard.
I smoked, I drank, I did all the kicking my heels up type things, but I went to Mass on Sunday.
I don't really think, I just walk.
I learned early on to never walk while I was on the ball field. I ran everywhere I went.
I'd be totally exhausted by mid-afternoon, and I could barely climb the stairs at home. It was particularly alarming because all my life I'd enjoyed doing all my own stunts in shows, taking on every physical challenge. Yet suddenly, I'd become like a very old man. I knew something was wrong, but I had no idea what.
I'm moving around; doing stuff. I can walk. I can even run.
Literally since I could walk... I was performing.