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BINGO
Be proud of all that you have done with your life
Please don’t allow yourself to be judged by others who don’t understand your struggle. It took me a long time not to define myself by how others see me. I now see my strength, my accomplishments, and I am proud of what I have done with my life. I don’t feel that I have accomplished a lot in spite of my disability, I have simply accomplished a lot. Don’t let someone else’s ignorance define how you feel about yourself. We all have the right to be proud of the things we are able to do because we are the only ones who truly understand the strength it took to do them.
Keep your abelist opinion to yourself
Last week when I went the doctor I overheard someone complaining in elevator that there are no parking spaces because of all the handicapped parking. The fact that I was in my wheelchair did not even register. Hey, I have a novel idea, why don’t you keep your abelist opinion to yourself. You don’t hear me bitching when I have to park in a regular parking space and try and maneuver my wheelchair though the maze of cars. Also, don’t use the handicap stall in the restrooms. They are not there to give you more room or so you can take your kid in the stall with you.
Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes
George Orwell
Pain
As the night closes in on me, the pain finally at bay, I wonder is this the path I am destined to take. Will my life forever consist of one agony followed by another? Why did my life shift so suddenly?
Will this shadow that has ravished my body stay with me forever, or will it stop as suddenly as it started? As the shadows move across the celling of my bedroom and my eye lids become heavy, thoughts slowly fade and sleep mercifully takes over, maybe tomorrow the shadow will be a distant memory or maybe it will take more of me piece by piece until I exist no more.
FIGHTING THE BATTLE!!!!!
Some days
Some days I just need to stay in bed all day and you know what, the world did not end, rivers did not overflow and the sun did not crash and burn. Do you know what did happen, I lived to fight another day.
