One ofmy good friends is in a wheelchair- she was born with a disorder that caused fingers to be double jointed and she can walk but has to be supported for she can;t stand up straight. She is an awesome person but is incredibly insecure. i agreee with a lot of these messages u guys are writiing - we do judge my appearances. Beforei knew her, i made a lot of assumptions about my friend. I didn't realize that just because she doesn't have the ability to mover legs like i do, it doesn't mean she doesnt crush on guys or doesn;t worry about what her hair looks like, u no! shes a normal teenage girl and only when i got to know her did i realize all these things.
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wheelchairs represent strength not weakness!
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Ive been renting a chair to go to Disneyland (my wife and I have a yr pass) and sometimes it feels weird but I can't stay on my feet that long (back,knees,feet probs) and it has given me a new look on what it's like for ppl that have to do it most or all the time. My friends rarely want to do anything with me because I can't do the things I use to. Your friend will be a bigger blessing to you than you can imagine...keep blessing her...God see's your love and will reward your kind heart either now or more likely when we go home to see Him
ps-keep this up and your eyes on Him and you will grow to be a better adult than most
ps-keep this up and your eyes on Him and you will grow to be a better adult than most
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At a lower level, in my wheel chair. I was 49. going on 80, because my knees were diagnosed as already deteriorated with cartiledge damage that would get so bad they would need to be replaced. That has not happened yet. But damage has been going on in my feet, neck, spine, and back. I also have CFS and FMS. OK, so when I am not in bed, I am in a wheel chair.
But you can relate quite happily with others, they see you look up to them, for one thing. They feel empowered cause they can still walk and take great pleasure in seeing if they can do anything for you. Each time I am in Wal-Mart, I am told over and over, in the friendliest tones, "Oh, you're all right!" as they seem me trying to be considerate and get out of their way. Children stare at me, so while I have their attention. I smile at them and make them giggle. They envy me cause they think it's fun to wheel around! My age shows and suffering has made me look not too attractive. Therefore, I can talk to men and young dudes and they know I am just being friendly and they treat me like a little old lady. I am free to speak to, tease, flirt, and be kind to everyone, and especially to African-Americans who might be not so open with a white person standing up and well. Everyone lowers their guard for an old biddy in a wheel chair and I feel that I am sort of an Ambassador of Goodwill, representing folks who may be seen as friendly even though disabled.
My sense of humor has complete freedom and I can make silly comments that others take very well. Some are obviously relieved to see that I am not bitter or angry with my situation; nor do I resent their offers of help as though insults. I accept those as gifts and try to return them with some gift of my good will and gratitude. They are happy to share pleasantries in a kind of defiance to weakness and misunderstanding.
In my marriage, my husband has to do all of the physical chores. But I have found so many ways to contribute to our relationship with handling business over the phone and making appointments and such. I am the one who tries to contribute ideas which aid and assist him every way I can think of. I am still great at cleaning up the kitchen from my wheelchair and always find new tasks that I can still perform.
We both have the attitude that the other one does too much, and each of us take so much joy in doing for the other, without any sense of entitlement or resentment.
I think I am a much kinder, more tolerant, more affectionate person in my wheelchair than I was on two legs. Time is never short, and I feel comfortable and generous in giving it to others. God blessed me when He put me in a wheelchair, and gave me the job of seeing from a different level.
God's blessings on all those gathered here.
But you can relate quite happily with others, they see you look up to them, for one thing. They feel empowered cause they can still walk and take great pleasure in seeing if they can do anything for you. Each time I am in Wal-Mart, I am told over and over, in the friendliest tones, "Oh, you're all right!" as they seem me trying to be considerate and get out of their way. Children stare at me, so while I have their attention. I smile at them and make them giggle. They envy me cause they think it's fun to wheel around! My age shows and suffering has made me look not too attractive. Therefore, I can talk to men and young dudes and they know I am just being friendly and they treat me like a little old lady. I am free to speak to, tease, flirt, and be kind to everyone, and especially to African-Americans who might be not so open with a white person standing up and well. Everyone lowers their guard for an old biddy in a wheel chair and I feel that I am sort of an Ambassador of Goodwill, representing folks who may be seen as friendly even though disabled.
My sense of humor has complete freedom and I can make silly comments that others take very well. Some are obviously relieved to see that I am not bitter or angry with my situation; nor do I resent their offers of help as though insults. I accept those as gifts and try to return them with some gift of my good will and gratitude. They are happy to share pleasantries in a kind of defiance to weakness and misunderstanding.
In my marriage, my husband has to do all of the physical chores. But I have found so many ways to contribute to our relationship with handling business over the phone and making appointments and such. I am the one who tries to contribute ideas which aid and assist him every way I can think of. I am still great at cleaning up the kitchen from my wheelchair and always find new tasks that I can still perform.
We both have the attitude that the other one does too much, and each of us take so much joy in doing for the other, without any sense of entitlement or resentment.
I think I am a much kinder, more tolerant, more affectionate person in my wheelchair than I was on two legs. Time is never short, and I feel comfortable and generous in giving it to others. God blessed me when He put me in a wheelchair, and gave me the job of seeing from a different level.
God's blessings on all those gathered here.
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Letreia, I can relate to feeling older than I am. I used to do so much around my home for myself because of my income...but not just becausee it saved money but i felt a sence of accomplishment when I fixed or built something. You seemed to learn how to accept and work with your limitaions and turn it in to a kind of ministry when ever you can. I'm in transition at this point, can do just enough to go and do my job (but adding a 2nd and not so sure about it
) and do some chores but my hammer swinging days are over. Looks like i'm going to have to learn to trust God for all this small stuff I used to be able to do.
Do you experience God sending you the help you need for the everyday stuff that can be overwhelming?
God Bless you for your post and keep smiling at peeps...ain't 'nough of it goin' on
) and do some chores but my hammer swinging days are over. Looks like i'm going to have to learn to trust God for all this small stuff I used to be able to do. Do you experience God sending you the help you need for the everyday stuff that can be overwhelming?God Bless you for your post and keep smiling at peeps...ain't 'nough of it goin' on
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Cheers, for you! I'm glad you see her as a normal girls. Most people think being disabled makes them different, it really doesn't.
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I wish I had friends like you Melmel *sigh* what am I saying? I wish I had FRIENDS... period.
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