Am I ever going to find out?
by Sophie - 1 November 2006
I’m happy with where my life is headed, but at the same time I’m not. Everything all seems rather hopeless, am I doomed to toil round on this earth for the rest of my life with that sci just out of my reach? I do appreciate that I’m able to wheel full time, and that right now I have my feet casted…but it isn’t enough. The obsession is eating me up inside. Talking to a friend of mine helps. He talks to me about equipment and things like I really physically (as well as emotionally) need my chair. It’s the sort of attitude I have towards my chair, if I got a puncture just before leaving for work in the morning I’d have no idea what to do.
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