I was getting stronger and how I started seeing me waking up from coma differently. “I am just so happy, god is amazing!” people from the gym was telling me that I am getting stronger, but my house was seeing me getting more weak. They must be kidding, trying to speed up my process. I was gaining weight fast, but the number on the scale was just a number. As long as I felt good and I was woeking for my body type, I knew I was going to gain weight, but I’ll start losing my body fat later. I was more into gaining muscle. My brother Simon started calling me”Pig” it was, still is annoying. At least I was working on my body.