I woke up this morning asking myself this very question. My disability has changed so subtly but so profoundly over the 3 years I’ve been just living in my condo. I specifically remember if I’d fall I’d have to crawl to a piece of furniture to help get myself up. This chair was a major assistance piece. It was the closest furniture from the kitchen or bathroom and I used it so often to aid me back to standing. Never…
Good morning. I just finished my LesMills workout. I’ve been doing Sh’bam on there which is cardio dancing stuff. It’s fun but I wish I could be doing some of their other workouts like Grit or Pump but my body’s weakness doesn’t allow for that anymore. I have to revise all workouts I do to a chair. Then I have a problem holding weights. I’ve purchased hand weights that I wear like gloves and use them for all my workouts….
Happy Thanksgiving for those in the US. We have a tradition, started by my sister, that we go around the table to say what we are thankful for each year. This year I decided to blog my list. My daughter. She is and will always be the center of my world. She is the gift I get to keep watching evolve each year and change and become the beautiful picture she is today. She is my proudest moment in any…
Every morning I sit down with my cup of coffee, and I decide what I want to write about. Today being no different than any other day. Marshmallow, of course the snuggling up next to me, and Zoey’s running rampage through the house. All of a sudden Zoey comes out running out of my daughter’s room with a sneaker in her mouth. Wish I caught the actual action shot but had to settle for this instead. I’m up your Social…
Valentine’s Day weekend, 19 years ago, I was moving into the house my ex-husband and I just bought. Actually we bought the house back in December but we did work on the house so we didn’t officially move in until Valentine’s Day weekend. It was supposed to be a romantic thing first weekend in the house. I started having difficulty walking that weekend. Boxes and more boxes throughout the house. Furniture deliveries coming throughout the day that Saturday. I’m sure…
Anyone that knows me knows I don’t cook. I just don’t like it but I know my way around the kitchen. As my multiple sclerosis worsened cooking became even more difficult. I have limited time I can stand on my feet, over a stove or cook top. I also have limited time I can cut and chop before my hands fatigue. Many times I will prepare a dish only to not be able to eat because my hands literally cannot…
