before
I was 23 years old. I had spent the past 5 years in medical school, and had worked as a junior doctor for 8 months. I had friends, a career, a great girl, and a diverse set of interests. If I wasn’t at work I would be either sleeping, eating, or running around outside.
I lived a really active lifestyle; I was always cycling, in the gym or playing basketball. I was in the water as much as possible too, swimming with my girlfriend, apnea training or preparing for our next scuba and freediving trip.
I was confident and optimistic about my future. All of that was about to change.