It’s been 14 years since I was injured and ill, but as I’m now awaiting my delivery date for my new powerchair next month (!) I am just now applying for a disabled parking placard. Getting the placard was something I’ve kept putting off and pushing to the back of my to-do list…for years. I’d... Continue Reading →
I’m a 33-year-old mother of two in the process of getting a power wheelchair, and contrary to popular belief, it’s a wonderful thing. During a recent day out at the zoo with the family, I rented a motorized scooter to see if it helped with my pain levels and mobility. At a steep $40 price... Continue Reading →
“Your life won’t ever be the same,” the surgeon said. I turned over in my hospital bed, in a pitifully tiny brown room. He said the words I expected to hear. I was past that shock. My window looked out towards nothing but a brick wall. At least the daylight could shine in. I was... Continue Reading →
In short, it’s been another hell of a week. Last weekend kicked it off with a visit to the emergency room, followed by needle jabs, visits to the doctor, and intrusive exams. Luckily, it’s just a large ovarian cyst causing me so much trouble. But my oh my is that routine little nuisance a painful one.... Continue Reading →
