Stop Walking, They Said – So I Chose to Run Instead
“Stop walking.”The words weren’t a suggestion. They were a sentence. When life asked me to pause February 2012.That month is etched in my bones—literally. Avascular Necrosis.If you haven’t heard of it, good. I wish I never had either. It meant my hip bone was dying. Quietly. Without warning.No accident. No injury. Just a silent decay.They…