“On June 29th, 2020 my life changed forever. While walking into my barbershop for a routine haircut, I was shot 3 times in a drive-by shooting. I still have no clue who shot me, and if I am being honest, I really don’t care. What I can say with complete certainty, was that I was not the target of the altercation.
The night of the altercation, while be rushing into emergency surgery I was told that my chance of survival was about 50%. The odds of keeping my leg were even lower I was told. As I begged my surgeons to do everything in their power to save it, I still went under with so much uncertainty.
Upon waking up from just over 7 hours of surgery, I was extremely fortunate to look down and see a cut-up, extremely swollen, right leg still attached to my body. Though I wouldn’t have the ability to move it for weeks, it was still there. At that moment I knew how truly fortunate I had been. Instead of dwelling on the negatives of my situation, I reached out to all of my close friends to tell them the good news. Strangely to me, they did not take the situation as well as I did! As the news of my situation began to spread, the incoming support I began to receive was tremendously uplifting. Sitting in that hospital bed, for 10 days, unable to move most of my body, a lot of thoughts raced through my mind.
“Why me?” - I asked myself this question a lot. On about day 3 in the hospital, I finally built up the courage to answer that question. It was at this point I realized I could either let this situation break me – or I could fight back. Almost immediately, I asked my nurse to stop with my pain medication. I wanted to feel everything. Although the pain was extreme at this point, my dad was happy to remind me to “be thankful for all the pain. It would hurt a lot less if you didn’t have a leg.”
Over the coming months, I was fortunate for so much more than I could have ever hoped for. One of my closest friends and I logged countless hours of physio together. 3+ hours a day, 7 days a week until I could return basically to all sports a few months later. Thanks to his amazing help and the work I put in, I was able to shatter the initial timelines of my recovery.
Looking back on those first few months is strange for me. In a weird way, they were a few of the best months of my life. Although at the time I was riddled with dark thoughts and as many struggles as I could have ever imagined, the support I received showed me how many people I had been able to touch in my short lifetime.
This inspired me to try and find a way to give back to the amazing group of people who were so instrumental in my personal recovery. Without them, who knows where I would be today. Creating Hit The Ground Running is the closest I could ever come to repaying those who were there for me in my darkest hours. If we are able to bring the same kind of peace and recovery to others going through trauma, I will know that going through all my own personal struggles was worth it.”