Chapter 93

Having my legs and no longer having the balance to stand up, without help, or feeling the heat in my feet and not being able to contract my fingers below the foot and ankle orthosis, was as scary as still alive.

As soon as I managed to temporarily settle in my father's house "in the best way that someone in my condition could" I decided that I needed to recover the things that were still left in my life in order to have a new beginning, and that included my material assets.

On the twenty-fifth of December, my courage arose with the blizzard that covered the city in the morning, and even with the cold freezing my body, I warned where I intended to go "as all my steps depended on someone's help.

Through the taxi window, I could see the streets illuminated by Christmas ornaments and garlands, although inside my father's house there was no decoration. The car slid through the streets stuck in snow, and threw small flakes to the lonely sidewalks.

The doorman greeted me a