Why Handicapped Parking Spaces Matter… Even If I “Look” OK

To look at me, I probably don’t look ‘disabled’- or ‘that bad’.  I have all of my limbs, don’t use a cane because of vision issues, am not in a wheelchair all of the time (though I will have a wheelchair by the end of the month for longer distances), etc.  I don’t have contractedContinue reading “Why Handicapped Parking Spaces Matter… Even If I “Look” OK”

What NOT To Say To Someone Who Is Disabled or Dealing With a Serious Illness

I think most people are trying to be helpful or supportive when they make comments to someone about their health and/or treatments, but there are some things that  those who have not experienced the situation should just stay quiet about.  Some things are just not helpful, and some are ‘enough’ to ruin a relationship.  TheseContinue reading “What NOT To Say To Someone Who Is Disabled or Dealing With a Serious Illness”

My Friend Gretchen

I moved back to my hometown in late 2002, and left my friends of 17 years back in Texas. I got a nursing (RN) job fairly quickly, but then the dysautonomia and seizures made it impossible for me to continue working, even after finding a ‘desk job’ as an RN. I passed out too oftenContinue reading “My Friend Gretchen”

Mourning the Old Me

Disability of any kind is a thief.  It takes away being considered as valuable as other humans. It steals identities (my existence WAS being a nurse). It robs people of a sense of purpose and value.  It is a constant reminder of what was.  And, no matter how hard I try to figure out someContinue reading “Mourning the Old Me”