As per usual, I have several almost-finished posts in my drafts folder that I haven't found the time to complete. As is also my norm, I have no good excuse other than the simple truth: that I was busy taking in the waning days of a summer that flew by and am now scrambling to … Continue reading On Being H(e)uman(n)
Tag: wheelchairs
A Hairy Situation, Untangled
I have another sewing post in the works and will probably publish it by the end of the week. First, though, I’ll break the promise I made to myself to take an indefinite pause from imposing mobility updates on my readership. This one is ripe for the sharing, and I'd be doing us all a … Continue reading A Hairy Situation, Untangled
Act Two, Part One
The intermission is over. My blogging streak is officially over, too, and I don't feel a smidge bad about it. The show is lasting longer than anticipated, and I couldn't maintain a once-a-day pace forever. In Act Two of this saga, I'll lower my self-expectations, just as I had to lower my expectations of the … Continue reading Act Two, Part One
An Interlude
First, some clarification for my own sense of pride: although I haven't posted in a few days, I've decided that the weekend doesn't count for the purposes of my blogging streak. In other words, the streak lives on. (Yes, I've been brainwashed by that language-learning app. At least writing is marginally more productive than drilling … Continue reading An Interlude
Snow Diaries, Day Five: A Twist, and Not the Good Kind
Just when I thought I was running out of ways to phrase similar versions of the same thing—“lots of snow, little mobility, eternal frustration”—the universe cursed me with actual developments to report. Developments I wish hadn't transpired, but at least it's fresh content (can I call this a silver lining?). This entry will nonetheless be … Continue reading Snow Diaries, Day Five: A Twist, and Not the Good Kind
Batteries Fail, Life Goes On
My power wheelchair's first set of batteries started showing signs of failure mere months after they were given their inaugural run. Concerned, I contacted the service representative I'd been dealing with at the store through which I purchased the (remarkably expensive) chair. It took some back and forth, but she was helpful and kind and … Continue reading Batteries Fail, Life Goes On
Crawling Through the Sludge …
... on a purple power chair / o'er the curbs we go / ripping out our haaaaiiiir ... With that out of my system, I'll continue. Remember my last post, so long ago? (Sorry—a few new ones are in progress. It's slow going, though, and I was away for a week and have been frenetically … Continue reading Crawling Through the Sludge …
Stalled
Hell hath no fury like a woman with a full bladder and nowhere to empty it. Scrap that: hell hath no fury like a wheelchair-using woman waiting for someone to vacate the only accessible stall in a public washroom with plenty of unoccupied toilets. And can you blame her/them/me? It's hard enough to locate a … Continue reading Stalled
In Training
One of the few happy consequences of my recent confinement was that I had plenty of time to implement stage one of my training for a 10k I’ll participate in this coming May. To the unimaginative among you, it might seem strange that I committed to a race when I can’t walk to the corner, … Continue reading In Training
On the Road Again, Again
My husband and I were away this past week, this time even further from home and for a little longer than we were gone our last trip. Three nights, lots of excitement, lots of doing the right amount of nothing. Wandering, exploring, being spontaneous. It was glorious. We booked a hotel and a car a … Continue reading On the Road Again, Again
