One of the more enlightening aspects of being in a wheelchair for any amount of time is handling the lack of situational awareness by a vast portion of the legged populace, as I was reminded yesterday when I narrowly avoided becoming roadkill. What I am saying, though, also applies to anyone with any sort of … Continue reading Speed Bumps
Imagine a little green tree frog fell into a well. Obviously it could survive in the cold, wet, blackness of the well but still the little guy wanted to be in the sunlight and breezes again in its favorite tree. Hop, hop, hop it went, bouncing from one rocky ledge to another and slowly making … Continue reading Frog in a Well
I know I’ve mentioned at some point that I have a chest port or, more accurately, a tunneled subclavian PICC line that places a catheter right next to the heart. This thing: This bit of medical equipment has been dangling there since mid-July, getting caught on clothing and blankets, being smooshed into my skin, poking, … Continue reading The End is Near-ish
A few days ago I woke up wanting to find a way to share what my days have been like for months on end to, if nothing else, put an end to the, “oh, you’re so lucky you don’t have to do anything!” commentary that I have heard all too often. All day I tried … Continue reading Groundhog Day
When I taught first grade I somehow managed to convince the kids who didn’t believe in Santa anymore that he might actually be real, everyone that leprechauns exist, the sometimes difficult children that I know everything so we might as well cut to the chase, and the whole class that I control the weather. One … Continue reading A Little Magic
A couple days ago I came downstairs on my crutches to find the tires on my wheelchair were flat. I looked for a hand-pump and a pressure gauge to fix the problem but although one tire held the other seemed determined to stay flat. “Oh well,” I thought, “I can just crutch around the house … Continue reading Don’t Stop!
Being a one of a kind patient has it’s moments. Sometimes they’re hilarious, sometimes they’re terrifying or amazing, and sometimes they’re just… icky. Today I was offered the most magical opportunity by one of my doctors when he told me that if I wanted I could “eat shit”… literally. I’m not being crass or trying … Continue reading Oh, Crap!