Cousins got married when I couldn’t be there. Caskets were shut without my goodbye. Friends’ lives went on with busy days. I laid in a bed. Then I pushed at the wheels of a chair. Now the keyboard talks for me when my voice can’t be trusted. My cousin is no longer a newlywed. A [...]
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sometimes you need to go blind to see
Rachael sat on my glasses. My mom would turn red at the curses that mentally came out of me at having crooked lenses and arm pieces that snagged my hair. I went to BlogHer. I wore them every day. I ate at a Atlanta meet-up. I finally couldn’t stand it anymore. They were crooked and [...]
failing the test
“Don’t stress out, just answer what you can and don’t worry about the rest.” I sat at the desk with the booklet spread out. The timer was set for each question. I couldn’t think of actresses with red hair. Or animals you find in a barn. It was beyond me to come up fruits too. [...]
oh yeah, i’m ready for some football
There is something so basic and primal that it doesn’t take take thought. It just is. It can go beyond we know we want to what we need. Football season. My husband has thrown himself headfirst into it. Life as we knew as it came to a screaming, painful halt for fantasy football draft weekend. [...]
some things never change
Someone called the other day. Asking for my advice. Willing to believe that not all my circuits had been fried in the strokes. Knowing that I may be slower than in the past. It may take longer to think of the answer that I’m trying to come up with. My mind may wander from the [...]
my enemy, the oven
I have learned to put things in the oven. I don’t take thing out. And it’s usually not heavy stuff. But for someone who was scared of the oven, that’s progress. Not scared exactly. It’s hard to explain. I was freaked by idea that I’d burn myself and not feel anything until too late. Or [...]
doing laundry…which just sounds like a bad asian joke
Laundry is a job, that thanks to Sears, I can do again. Gratefully, I wheel myself over and wash the dirty or dry the wet. My baskets of clean clothes waiting on their owners to come take care of them. There’s only one load of laundry that I face with dread. Delicates. The one load [...]
days that are hard
It’s hard. Being in a wheelchair. Struggling for everything you get. Dreaming of the normal only to wake to reality. Therapy is difficult. It’s one thing to have pain. It’s another to know the pain is coming and you have to pay to endure it. It sucks. Sometimes it gets no more eloquent than that. [...]
finding someone hidden behind the wheelchair
I had a guest today. Like, someone I didn’t know, and I invited over GUEST. I opened the door and welcomed a stranger into my house. With my wheelchair. And my taped-up glasses. The arm that flops when it should flip. The different me that isn’t the me that used to have guests. The one [...]
celebrating with juice boxes and gummy bears
Months have gone by. The door opens to smiles and hugs. It also opens to surprise and new-found delight. Hands that move a bit better than they did a while ago. Feet that show off the hard work done. A face that’s a little closer to what’s remembered. The friendships don’t depend on the little [...]
sometimes progress can be measured in shrimp
Shrimp and Grits. The meal I had at the first dinner I ate out alone in ten months. I went and talked in an environment it was hard to hear. I saw and met freinds in lighting that was lousy. It was awesome. We laughed. We talked. We tweeted. It just felt wrong to think [...]
another step takes me to Atlanta
I’m going out to dinner. Without my husband, for the first time. I can’t tell you that I’m not nervous. This is the first time I’m going out since November. November. Last year I was going to Boston and NYC by myself. This year dinner is a big step. I’m going to enjoy this. Have [...]
About Anissa
Erma Bombeck said something that pretty much defines my approach to life.... "When I stand before God at the end of my life, I would hope that I would not have a single bit of talent left, and I could say, "I used everything you gave me." If you switch the word TALENT for LOVE or LAUGHTER or HAPPINESS....it still stands.
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vlog – september 11, 2011