Who determines what will be my fate? At the rehab ward for people with head injuries, this was not a question at all. Who determines? The Doctors! The chief Doctor said: “you will never be able to get up from this wheelchair. This is not so terrible. One can live this way too.” I am looking at him, standing in front of his table, elegantly leaning slightly backwards, emanating health. ‘how does he know that it is not so terrible?’ I wonder. The Doctor fixes his glasses on his nose, looks at the papers in his hand, puts them down on the table and adds: “And you will not be able to learn new things. This is not so terrible. You have little grandchildren? Play with them.” My world collapses on me. It was as if all the huge effort I have put into the rehabilitation process – is worth nothing. One can live without walking, but how can one live without learning? Without getting to know new things? What kind of life is that?! We left the Doctor’s office in shock. When other rehab patients saw our fallen faces they gathered around us. “So, what did he say” they all asked. We repeated his words without being able to bear them. A wave of shock swept the room. “You do not deserve this”, someone said. “Since when does anyone get what they deserve?”, asked one of the escorts, “Is there eanyone here who thinks that he or she deserves what happened to them?” “You do not know her”, said one of the veteran rehab patients, “She is working on her rehab like a dog, all day, with almost no breaks/pauses. There is no one who works as hard as she does. This is why she does not deserve this.” Suddenly I understood that I have many strengths inside me, and that I am stubborn, and I do not plan on giving up on my dream to walk again. I decided that it was not up to the Doctor, but only up to me, and that I will continue to do all that I can to walk again. A year later I walked in the Alps. Many people walk in the Alps with walking sticks, so I did, too.