Dreams, Fears, Hopes, SDR

Don’t Forget To Feel Proud

As the end of this year draws near, I'd like to take a moment and reflect on one thing I accomplished that I'm proud of. 2020 was a tough one for all of us. Twelve months in. We all made it this far amidst so much tragedy and loss. We could all use some joy,… Continue reading Don’t Forget To Feel Proud

Daily Life, SDR

Conquering Stairs

Over the years, stairs and I have had a complicated relationship at best. It started when I was young. My old house was a duplex and the stairs didn't have a railing yet as we had just moved in. I know, I know. What were my parents thinking, not putting in a railing right away… Continue reading Conquering Stairs

SDR

My Cane-Do Attitude

March 2020 When I was told last August that my candidacy for SDR had been accepted and one predicted outcome was walking with a single point cane indoors, I was thrilled. I'd never been able to walk with a cane. The possibility was so exciting to me. But we know this by now. Back in… Continue reading My Cane-Do Attitude

SDR

Brotherly Love

I went for a walk with my brother outside the other day. I'm still using the walker for outside environments–some days it seems I make more progress than other days, which is perfectly fine. Hopefully soon I can get to using my Loftstrand crutches again for the outside environments. Oddly it can sometimes feel like… Continue reading Brotherly Love

Daily Life, Dreams, Fears, Hopes, SDR

Being Physically Disabled During a Pandemic

The COVID-19 pandemic has now invaded pretty much all aspects of our daily lives. It's on everybody's mind, on all TV sets turned to the news channel. Society is afraid and the media breeds on fear. I'm willing to bet that disabled folks out there are afraid, too. Disabled lives are just as valuable as… Continue reading Being Physically Disabled During a Pandemic

SDR

My Adventure in St. Louis: Part III

The first three days after surgery day (which they called, "day zero"), I was on an epidural catheter for pain management. My legs felt heavy, but they weren't completely numb. I could still wiggle my toes, but couldn't move my legs much. I was to stay on bedrest, only permitted to elevate my bed 45… Continue reading My Adventure in St. Louis: Part III