My arm bones looked like chicken bones.
My arm bones looked like chicken bones.
I spent a lot of time between bars like this.
My experience in Iraq made me realize, and during the recovery, that I could have died. And I just had to do more with my life.
My therapist would be so happy to know I'm doing all this walking. They've done a great job of putting me back together, haven't they?
There is a direct connection between care that people get here in Wheaton and the decisions made in Washington.
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