by Sean - 14 August 2008
As regular readers will know, I have been dealing with a "pretty bad patch" of BIID attack for a long time now. There are peaks and trophs, obviously. Yet it seems like my trophs are intense enough to be someone else’s peak. I don’t say this out of a sense of self-pity, it is a simple statement of fact. There have been some periods in my life since my teens where BIID has left me mostly quiet, if not entirely alone. But the more time goes by, the longer the BIID works on me, and the more intense these "attacks" get. And when I am in the grips of a strong BIID attack, I am quite disabled. I venture to say that I’m more impaired by BIID than I would be by being paraplegic.
BIID is disabling all right! continues »
by Mary - 19 June 2008
I understand that many of you have a wheelchair of your own. For me that’s still just a dream. I’m looking on the internet every day for wheelchairs, different models, what kind that would suit me, and ones for sale. But I know there’s just too many obstacles in my life right now, that stops me from having a wheelchair. Even though, when I read about how some of you use your wheelchairs, it makes me jealous and enlarging my longing.
In need of a wheelchair continues »
by Claire - 12 May 2008
My wheelchair opens a window to another world. In that world, things
are as they should be. I’ve dreamed about going there; obsessed about
living there. That world was made for me; it’s where I’m supposed to
be. It’s the real world. Here, in my dream world where I live, things
are off-kilter, distorted. It’s constantly spinning around my head and
the dizziness sometimes drives me mad. When I look through the window
at the real world, and fix my gaze upon a clear objective, the
spinning stops and my world rights itself for a time.
Window to another world continues »