A Farewell. 

I crossed my arms and looked up at the ceiling as they strapped me onto the backboard and then all at once they lifted me up. It was like one of those dreams where things happen again except it wasn’t a dream it was real, but this time I was a mock patient as all of us, students, learned how to transport patients so we would be comfortable doing this when we soon set out on our own as practicing EMT’s.

I’ve really never had flashbacks of that part of the accident, I assume it’s because I don’t remember most of it. The only really strong memory I have is trying to look around but all I could see was what was up above me because my head was strapped into a collar. 

I’ve come a long way. I’m not a little highschool freshman that’s overly excited about everything, I’m a soon to be college freshman with a whole lot of nervousness. Looking back on these last 4 years I wonder what they would have been like had my accident never happened. It would be naive of me to say that I would turn out to be the same person, my accident has shaped just about all of my characteristics. Maybe I would have ended up being that crazy art student I wanted to be. Maybe I would have been a little more adventurous and sneaky. Maybe I would have lived a little more. I know one thing though, I wouldn’t be who I am right now. 

These last four years have been crazy. Crazy is really the only way to explain it. So much has happened in such a short but long period of time and now suddenly it’s all over, it’s done and now, well here I am. 

I wonder if these next 4 years will be like the last 4, who knows what the earth will throw my way but I’m so ready for it. 

I hope I learn to live a little more, to not always steer away from the adventures but to chase after them sometimes. I hope I understand the definition of self discovery and truly figure out the idea of self love. 

I could pretend that just about everything I’ve learned and done these last four years hasn’t been influenced by my accident but I would be lying, like really humongously lying. I’ve grown though and now instead of it hanging over my head like a rain cloud it just sometimes appears. Instead of seeing myself as the girl in the cheerleading accident I see myself again as Merideth, only occasionally reminded of the accident when I’m faced with difficult tasks. I don’t not do things anymore because I’m afraid of the possible reprocusions on my body because I’m just too weak, instead I join in. I no longer sit on the sidewalks, I run on them. I still have POTS but POTS doesn’t have me anymore. 

I’m about to walk into the real world, and I’m not going to be the sick girl anymore, I am going to be the strong girl that knows the hardships of living in a sick body but has walked across the bridges and is on her way to the other side.

This blog has served me so well. I’ve connected with so many of you and you’ve all been so good to me in ways I’ll never be able to repay. I don’t think there are really words to explain the feeling but I am an EMT student now, the patient isn’t my only title, I will soon be the caregiver too and I can’t wait to share with you all the joy this brings me as I’m beginning to feel it already.

I said goodbye to my main Doctor here in my state last week. She released me from her care, I hugged my nurses, I said my goodbyes and I walked tall out of the office. I now have one main Doctor who I will see every nine months but other than that I am on my own.

As many of you know I was planning on writing a book and going to print with it early next fall, at the time writing was therapeutic, it helped me heal in so many ways but for now it’s something I’m going to put on the back burner. Instead of digging deeper into what these last 4 years have been, I am going to focus on all the potential these next four years have in store. Who knows maybe someday I’ll come back to share my story but I believe that my story really isn’t over yet, I’ve done the sick part but now is when it gets really exciting and my adventures begin.

I want to thank each and everyone of you that has ever taken the time to read this blog. It’s been almost 3 years since I started it! Like I said it’s helped me in ways I never imagined and I can only hope it’s done the same or provided some sense of hope for some of you. With that being said I think this chapter of my life is coming to a close and I’m so ready to take on this new journey. In the future if any of you wish to contact me you can always email me: mksbrooks@gmail.com or you can keep up with my crazy journey on social media @meridethkathryn again I owe all my thanks to all of you out there whoever you might be. It’s been a wild ride and it’s not over yet, but my time in this cozy little comforting corner is closing. (I’ll keep this page up should we all ever need a reminder.)

Not everything can be done in a day, some things take time, even years. I promise that if you stick it out  thougj the ending will be everything you wished for and more.
Farewell friends,



  1. Your and inspiration even to us old guys Meriden lol. As any parent knows the hardest part is when they leave the nest you can’t look out for them any more . I know your parents are proud of you and any individual you have spoken to can be very proud and say that girl Meriden Brooks she will go very far in this world. She has the tools to beat all the negativity we hear about every day and will show the naysayers ya I got knocked down but I’m stronger because of it. Look out world she’s going to do some amazing things I’m looking forward to seeing what happens.
    Your friend
    Racer Doug 🙂

  2. Love your journey , as life happens as we’re not question why. I know in my heart that your going to succeed with much grace to step out in this world and make a difference. Good luck Meridith ❤️

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