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After I put her chair in the backseat of the truck we headed to dinner. It was about a 15 – 20 minute drive so we had some time to talk. After a few minutes Valerie just bluntly asks me the question that I had wanted to ask. “So I know I’m different and I don’t think you know what all comes with my paralysis, do you?” She asked. “Honestly I’m not sure, I thought it meant that you aren’t able to move your legs” was my reply. “Well I’m just going to get some of it out there for you now in case it’s too much and you want to turn around and take me home. Since you will have to help me out again, do you know what the bag is on my leg?” Valerie asked. “No, not really.” I said. “So when they took out the tumor it obviously left me paralyzed, the spinal cord sends all the signals to EVERYTHING below that level. To be technical I am paralyzed at the T5 level, that is right about the breast/nipple line. I am paralyzed pretty high, so that means NOTHING below my breasts works right on its