It is going to be a hot day today so I went for a longer wheel mid morning. I wanted to get my exercise out of the way before it got to hot. Well worth it since it was cool enough to enjoy and enough sun to keep the summer vitamin D up. Also decided … Continue reading The Twilight of Personal Responsibility
I took a day off from writing just to process the full impact of my mothers passing. These really are life changing events so we often need time to just let them settle. I am sitting here in Calgary while my brother and sister have travelled to BC to actually work out all of the … Continue reading As Trauma Moves Through Our Life
How do you say goodbye to a loved one when they have already left the room? I received that dreaded call I wrote about yesterday except it was twenty-four hours late. My mother passed away at about 4am while sleeping in her extended care bed. How does one react? The whole family knew it was … Continue reading How Do You Say Goodbye?
Again, as a polio survivor, I grew up in the healthcare community. I grew up as a resident of the Junior Red Cross Hospital for Crippled Children. That's where many polio kids in the 1950's grew up. That is where we were taught to be adaptive and responsible for our own behaviour if we wanted … Continue reading What Has Happened?
I was awaken this morning at 4:45AM by a phone call. I am use to wake up calls. Every morning, Monday through Friday, I receive morning homecare, supposedly, to assist me out of bed. At least that is what the Alberta government, Integrated Home Care - Seniors Care would have you believe. An aide arrives, … Continue reading The Early Morning Phone Call
Chapter 2 (B) Friday and bored to tears so I might as well capture a few more "thoughts". This is really becoming more of a "time capsule" so future generations (if there are any) will understand I was here. There was a time (and I'm sure it still goes on) when teacher would collect memorabilia … Continue reading I Was Here
Chapter 2 (A) Over the years I have been asked (or told) often "why did we never see disabled people growing up"? Maybe you did but you didn't realize it. For years the disabled were "warehoused" in facilities. It was only through the development of human rights over the past fifty years or so that … Continue reading We Have Always Been Here
Chapter 2 I skipped a day, it was just too hot yesterday to sit in front of this screen reminiscing about all things childhood. But I am back today and the advantage of "hind-sight" has really been front and centre in my reminiscing. I was also dealing with lots of comments from others regarding childhood … Continue reading Pioneer or Settler?
It has cooled down a bit which made a good wheel worth it. It was warmer in my condo than it was outside so I went wheeling. I had planned to attend the concert in Tomkins Park anyway so an early start to be there for the 12:30 performance. So again thank you 17th Avenue … Continue reading Yes, Like Any Family We Had Chores
I began this many years ago simply as a "story telling" exercise for the sole purpose of capturing "one persons perspective" of growing up with a disability. That perspective was mine and I have come to realize over the years that I have been all over the map with my focus, to much activism and … Continue reading Rut or Routine?