Tag Archives | wheelchair

when laundry is good

It’s so quiet. Everyone’s gone, to work or school. I’m by myself. Usually I cherish this time. I’ve never been afraid of solitude. But yesterday changed that a little. I’ve been horribly sick this week with the most wretched unrelated pain. To combat the pain I’ve taken meds left over from my broken wrist. It [...]

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You’re thirsty, aren’t you?

Years ago Pete and I used to play this game where we’d try to make the other person more thirsty. Whoever caved had to go get the drink. Pete generally caved. Whether he was thirstier or nicer, I don’t know. I do know that I was lazier. In these wheelchair days I have to be [...]

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even though it’s not november

It would be easy to be angry. This wasn’t the life I expected to have. I didn’t expect to face my uncertain future in a wheelchair with a stroke-effected appearance and a prison of my own body. It would be SO easy to be angry. I work hard to stay thankful. In spite of my [...]

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the rising cost of travel

It costs a lot the go to the blogging conferences. There used to be just a couple. Now there’s at least one “biggie” a month. Then you factor in flight, hotel, registration, food and all the extras one spends at a conference. Now multiply that times two. That what it costs for me to go [...]

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me vs. limitations

I’ll be the first person to get on my accessible soapbox and bang on my drum with one hand that limitations are in your own mind. Truthfully, there are limitations you have to deal with every day that are VERY REAL and can put a damper on your positive mindset. Things can get in your way [...]

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empty house

The house is empty. The kds are in school. Peter’s on a plane. The cat’s outside. The new puppy is passed out. My back is throbbing from a fall I took on Sunday. I was alone. I was enjoying the thrill of ladytime and pretty weak from the pain of a couple months catching up [...]

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my #NonCon story, part 3

This is the description of the NonCon, The Aiming Low Non-Conference is an event meant to get back to the core values of blogging. It will be a weekend full of question and answers and information-sharing. There will be NO PANELS, just a learning environment where you are welcomed to ask about the personal, technical, seeking and slightly [...]

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startling realization

There I am, just days away from the biggest event I’ve ever organized and I have this moment of clarity. I’m literally sitting on the toilet (bear with me) where I sit to change clothes and I can’t get my leg out of my jeans. I’m struggling with my pants that are stuck on my non-moving foot, I reach [...]

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a long start to my day

We had a handicap-accessible shower built. I can now take showers by myself. When I want to. Not on anyone else’s schedule. Not asking to bathe myself. Showering by myself is an art. Easy for the  normal. A harsh task for the handicapped. Putting the shower chair in the stall. Knowing where the soap and shampoo is, there [...]

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love what you have

I was jealous. For minutes I sat there and watched and was totally consumed by the thoughts of life with both arms and a face that worked. God, I wanted it. I did. I would have given my one good leg to have a fully functional torso again. Then it went away. I let go [...]

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ok, fine! it was @VidaCantina and they have….

I always want to make sure that everything I say/write is correct. The potted plant I mentioned belongs to the Epicenter (the building rental) and not the Vida Cantina itself. When they heard of my problem and was made aware of the issue it was removed. While I am thrilled that the one very small [...]

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when people make me feel crappy

I was on on the screen in Times Square and my top fell off! Not really, but I probably would’ve have been able to deal with that better than what actually happened. In North Carolina at TypeAParent Conference (that I’ll write about later with all the good and wonderful that happened)and I went out to [...]

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when i get irate i WILL stab people

My friend Julia is traveling with me. Julia Roberts. I’ll give you a moment to let that sink in. Julia has shaved my armpits. She has gotten me through airport security. She loaded and unloaded my wheelchair countless times. She’s had to navigate bathrooms and restaurants for handicap accessibility. She’s made umpteen phone calls for [...]

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