My Wheel LifeThe stories of how I got this way, and the motivations that keep me rolling.
For many years I’ve toyed with the idea of writing a memoir, including investing myself enough to think of 50,000 words and then transcribe them into readable paragraphs. For the amount of time I’ve spent jotting ideas down, editing and organizing these thoughts, imagining book covers, practicing a press pitch and dreaming of the book […]** Read More
I was paralyzed in between a mini-trampoline and a basketball hoop, the result of a stunt gone terribly wrong. Instead of catching and dunking a basketball, like many NBA mascots do at basketball halftime shows, I missed a pass from my teammate and consequently…** Read More
I hadn’t intended to make Kristin cry, but she did, instantaneously upon hearing me say I am not okay. I could have used a good cry myself at that moment, as long as it was in privacy of course. Instead of shedding tears, however, I begrudgingly forced a smile to all the unfamiliar faces surrounding me as we made our way down the tunnel’s long hallway to the back roads of Sea World, the place where an ambulance eagerly awaited me…** Read More
After spewing chunks up on the CAT scan table, I blacked out for three days, like literally saw the color black. Though many people surrounded me during this time, friends, family and hospital workers, I cannot recall seeing anyone or any thing during those days. I do remember hearing voices, and could also sense love […]** Read More
Everyone reacts differently to hearing catastrophic news. If I would have known then, what I know now I would have just cried my eyes out when I was told I would never walk again. Instead, I saved face and took the news like a gymnast–I smiled and asked what I could do to improve my […]** Read More
Days 6-10 in Orlando Regional Medical Center were a blur thanks to pain killers and other medications. However, I can recall the following events happening in no particular order: Once out of ICU I never attained a roommate in my room due to the amount of people that visited, and also the amount of cards, […]** Read More
Each morning, I wake up on my side; I have not moved from that position the entire night. My mouth is dry. I reach for the jug of water that is within arm’s reach, gulping the water through a straw. Though the splash of cool liquid feels good in my mouth, it does nothing to relieve my fat, swollen tongue…** Read More
Every time I see a wheelchair blog titled “What You Need To know About Spinal Cord Injury” or in the case of one shared on The Huffington Post most recently, “8 Misconceptions of Life With Paralysis,” I cringe. It’s usually because the article was written by someone newly injured, emotionally charged and all “Yes! I can have sex! I can do anything!” While I […]** Read More
Put it on your traveling list! Japan is lovable in so many ways.
Here are 12 reasons the 12-hour flight is worth it!** Read More
If you’re in a wheelchair and traveling to another country, the fear of travel anxiety has a different meaning than most…** Read More
I’m fascinated by people that commit murder. My husband already knows this because I look forward to watching Lester Holt explain murder mysteries on Dateline each weekend. And each time we watch an episode I can’t help but ask him the following questions: So… do you think he/she is guilty? And. At what point do […]** Read More
Dear Jana “Warrior” Waring, Congratulations on winning GUTS All Stars! In five short years, you’ll become paralyzed from the chest down from participating in a stunt show at Sea World. So enjoy every second of this victory and know that just like the fall during the obstacle course, you will pick yourself up and be […]** Read More
Perhaps because of all the skepticism in media, I never felt the urge to buy the Apple Watch until my husband trumped me with this ridiculous logic.
“Why wouldn’t you get it?” He asked one day while watching its commercial. “It’s basically made for you.”** Read More
America’s political disparity seems to be at an all time high right now. I’d say this happens after every four-year election cycle, except this time it feels different. People have been spiteful and unkind to each other, more than ever before.** Read More