Immediately upon being diagnosed with ALS, I heard from doctors, support groups, books, and websites that this disease will steal my dignity. I wanted to be on guard against this, but there was a problem: I didn’t have a clear understanding of what dignity means. It was always just a collage of images: Dame Judi … Continue reading How To Pee From A Sling With Dignity
Category: Mobility
Hands: Part 2
As long as I’m listing what I miss using my hands for, I might as well ramble on a bit more. I miss the responsibility my hands gave me. I miss choosing fruit at the farmer’s market: laying a smooth, firm tomato in my hand, rubbing my thumb over the amber fuzz of a peach, … Continue reading Hands: Part 2
White-Knuckle Miracle
I had to work for my miracle, sweat for it, white-knuckle it, but I didn't mind; I never expected a miracle to be easy. No one promised me a rose garden. I woke up from a nap today needing to use the bathroom, so I hit the button that pages my sister and planned how … Continue reading White-Knuckle Miracle
Fortune’s Fool
When I was sixteen, a fortune teller at a fair predicted I would meet and fall in love with a man who would physically take care of me. At the time, I didn’t understand what she could possibly mean. Would I rely on my husband for money? I was hungry for independence and therefore a … Continue reading Fortune’s Fool
Always Forward
"If all you can do is crawl, start crawling." - Rumi
A Pashmina For My Appendix
Today I bought shoes for the first time since my diagnosis. It was also the first time I bought shoes I would not actually wear for walking. My new sandals will just serve as a barrier between the soles of my feet and my wheelchair's foot plates. No more worries about arch support or gaping … Continue reading A Pashmina For My Appendix