In hindsight, there was beauty in Recovery

Last June, my father called me from work one day while I was in rehab and sensing my spirits were low sent my brother Faraz to cheer me up in a way that only he can. My brother, despite my protests of feeling embarrassed regarding my appearance, took my picture and told me, a year from now when you're no longer on steroids or in a wheelchair, you'll look back and be proud of getting through this. Well, it's been a year, so I've decided to share the pics in case anyone else is dealing with something too.