Josevo @josete577 - Twitter Profile

about 22 hours ago

Before either of them was famous, before Superman or *Mrs. Doubtfire*, Christopher Reeve and Robin Williams were just two young actors rooming together at Juilliard in 1973. They made a simple promise: if one of them ever made it, he would help the other. More than twenty years later, Reeve was Superman. Then in 1995 he fell from a horse, broke his neck, and became paralyzed from the neck down. Doctors said he would never move again. He wanted to die. Robin Williams walked into the hospital room wearing a blue surgical gown, yellow gloves, and a Russian accent, claiming to be a proctologist who urgently needed to examine him. Reeve laughed for the first time since the accident. He laughed so hard he cried. Years later he said that moment changed something inside him. If his best friend could still make him laugh when life had become that terrible, then life was still worth living. For the next nine years Robin quietly helped take care of him. He paid for much of Reeve’s medical care without telling the press. He bought a wheelchair-accessible van. He covered nursing and therapy. The total eventually exceeded $2 million. There were no announcements and no photos. He was simply keeping the promise two broke actors had made in a tiny New York apartment. Christopher Reeve died in 2004. Robin stayed beside him until the end. Years later, when Robin began struggling with his own health, he reached out to Dana Reeve. “I don’t know what’s happening to my brain,” he told her. “Then let me be your Robin,” she answered. Their friendship had started with two unknown actors promising to help each other if they ever made it. Christopher became Superman. Robin became one of the funniest men of his generation. But the part that mattered most was simpler. When Christopher could no longer move, Robin showed up. When Robin eventually needed someone, Dana showed up. True friendship is not measured by who stands beside you when everything is going well. It is measured by who stays when you cannot even stand on your own.

DOGEQEEN's tweet photo. Before either of them was famous, before Superman or *Mrs. Doubtfire*, Christopher Reeve and Robin Williams were just two young actors rooming together at Juilliard in 1973.

They made a simple promise: if one of them ever made it, he would help the other.

More than twenty years later, Reeve was Superman. Then in 1995 he fell from a horse, broke his neck, and became paralyzed from the neck down. Doctors said he would never move again. He wanted to die.

Robin Williams walked into the hospital room wearing a blue surgical gown, yellow gloves, and a Russian accent, claiming to be a proctologist who urgently needed to examine him.

Reeve laughed for the first time since the accident. He laughed so hard he cried.

Years later he said that moment changed something inside him. If his best friend could still make him laugh when life had become that terrible, then life was still worth living.

For the next nine years Robin quietly helped take care of him. He paid for much of Reeve’s medical care without telling the press. He bought a wheelchair-accessible van. He covered nursing and therapy. The total eventually exceeded $2 million. There were no announcements and no photos.

He was simply keeping the promise two broke actors had made in a tiny New York apartment.

Christopher Reeve died in 2004. Robin stayed beside him until the end.

Years later, when Robin began struggling with his own health, he reached out to Dana Reeve.
“I don’t know what’s happening to my brain,” he told her.

“Then let me be your Robin,” she answered.

Their friendship had started with two unknown actors promising to help each other if they ever made it.

Christopher became Superman.
Robin became one of the funniest men of his generation.

But the part that mattered most was simpler.

When Christopher could no longer move, Robin showed up.
When Robin eventually needed someone, Dana showed up.

True friendship is not measured by who stands beside you when everything is going well.
It is measured by who stays when you cannot even stand on your own.

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Josevo @Josete577

2 days ago

@maxmaxdata Una pasada, Pablo! Gracias por compartir estos incríbles trucos.

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Pablo Álvarez Azcúnaga | maxmaxdata @maxmaxdata

4 days ago

PRUEBA 7 CÓDIGOS SECRETOS DE GEMINI PARA ANUNCIAR PRODUCTOS O NEGOCIOS Sígueme, comparte y comenta, que para eso está Twitter X #ia #ai #inteligenciaartificial #chatgpt #bigdata #data #bilbao #gemini

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Paco San José. @NoModer

13 days ago

“La falacia de falsa causa”. — Polilla.

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Mr. Jones

@Mr_Jones_k

6 days ago

Propongo a @Carmelitaflow como jefa de ministros, responsable de inmigración, responsable de los menús escolares, responsables de las ayudas, y no la pongo como responsable del Seprona porque nos pone una puta jirafa de presidente. Que si no, también. Ole tú👏👏👏

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Kirk. 🐙🇪🇦

@QFueso

7 days ago

Un excelente recopilatorio de las mentiras, el cinismo y la indignidad de Pedro Sánchez a lo largo de estos años. No creo que haya existido en los países democráticos de nuestro entorno, un presidente tan mezquino como Sánchez.

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EL ESPAÑOL

@elespanolcom

5 days ago

🔴 Tanto decir que la ultraderecha da miedo, y anoche David Broncano demostró que a quien le tiene miedo la izquierda es a sí misma Invitó a Santiago Abascal a La Revuelta, anunció que haría una entrevista seria… y acabó desbordado por su propio miedo 🗣️ Te lo cuenta @crpandemonium