Posted on March 6, 2018
It’s 2018. I have to remind myself each time someone I know uses the R word. They – no – society should know better than to use such degrading, insensitive language. My jaw shouldn’t have to drop because my professor used the R word in class, even if he did apologize and admit he was adjusting to the “new” term, intellectual disability. I shouldn’t be disappointed when a classmate uses the word to describe the “stupidity” of her significant other.
Posted on January 19, 2016
While spending time in the hospital this past month to deal with a difficult situation, one of the phlebotomists offered some familiar words of encouragement to help me get through the day:
“In every cloud there is a silver lining.” Then, she provided me with an example.
She noted that she only had to stick me once instead of several times to draw blood from a sensitive part of my hand. And she was right: I am sure sticking
Posted on August 13, 2015
It concerns me when I hear from people who’ve stopped reading because of their disability. It concerns me because I can relate – I’ve been there – and because many of these people, it turns out, can continue reading.
One day, a few years ago, I stopped reading books because it had become difficult, with my muscular dystrophy, to physically pick them up and turn the pages. I felt so frustrated. Reading books had been an important part of my