see? if i say it quickly it is in not scary?
except that it is.
I exist only virtually (online) or by someone discussing me.
A lot of people lose concept of longterm illness and assume that however long you are cooped up post serious acute crisis that people assume you are improving…..day after day…. that notion matters.
I wont be improving.
I have been adjusting to life in the slow lane.
my legs i use for choir.
a few hours a week they move… BUT when they move for more than a few minutes the PAIN is incredible….as my brain and my legs have become disconnected.
Have written about them before…and this is not that blog…
THIS blog is…. about POSITIVE. the people i love and who really love me have all done collecting and just giving… and #projecthelenswheels was an incredibly humiliating success.
so yippppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee i can now go out!
am googling how to adjust to life in a wheelchair.
i see so few real people.
my BIN meets more people than i do.
where do i start?
LIFE has moved on in those 2 years of my “rehab” and adjusting….
but with only very rare sightings of me….
just more forgotten.
So inside it’s me… but i am a NEW ME.
I am used to ME…
what do i say to the world?
where do i go?
what is easy?
how do others make me feel?
“Hi . i am still HELEN! Just different.”….
if these folks can do it…