by Chloe - 23 July 2009
My hands were still on the steering wheel; I was the right way up. Although there were holes in the windshield, none were in a spot through which I could see anything useful. The driver’s window was completely gone. I could see that cars were going by in the opposite direction, so that meant I was in the fast lane, parked facing oncoming traffic. After a while there was a shout from outside the car: "Are you okay?"
Unbreakable continues »
by Chloe - 10 January 2009
The first time I skied after getting my recent new wheelchair was with the same person I was skiing with when I had my back injury two years ago. I had not skied with him in those two years. After a few runs I noticed that down by the ski racks was sitting a Quickie GPV, just like my new chair. I love good omens.
Skiing Update continues »
by Chloe - 31 December 2008
I have been thinking about how to conform my body to my paralysed self image since I was five years old. The plans come in three categories. I call them Plan A, Plan B and Plan C.
Plan A continues »