Today’s topic is accessible parking, also known as handicapped or disabled parking.

Disclaimer: just because I’m the opposite of private here doesn’t mean I go around sharing everything at all times. First of all there is a lot that I don’t share (no, for real) and secondly if somebody clearly doesn’t know my backstory already then I’m not required to share it.

Yes, I have an accessible parking permit. Some may be surprised to learn that I am not required to appear sick in order to use it. Continue reading

Cartastrophe in the Produce Section

Cartastrophe in the Produce Section

Backstory: This was in the summer of 2016. I worked most days – the girls – Hannah, 12 years old and Caitlin, 5 years old, went to their grandparents (my parents) while I was at work. An aide from a local agency would come and pick up our autistic oldest son.

Jacob’s aide walks in the door: “Good morning!”

Caitlin: “I fell off a grocery cart and I have a bruise! See? Continue reading

Those Who Get It

Those Who Get It

Realistically, I traded my ability to run or walk well for another daughter.

Totally worth it, I would do it again in a heartbeat (read more on that in my previous blog post here).

That being said, I have pretty much said goodbye Continue reading

My Fun Ride with Multiple Sclerosis {Part 3}

(If you haven’t read them yet – here are the links to Part 1 and Part 2)

Spring 2010: When I Was ‘That’ Patient
My new neurologist, Dr. Bakker, is literally quite lovely and not that much older than I am. Between her and her nurses Bonnie and Shivaun I knew I was in good hands.

First appointment:  Continue reading

Where You Can Stick Your Scooter 😘

So here’s the thing. I REMEMBER being an able-bodied, obtuse know-it-all just like the rest of you. I remember, way back when I was a kid, thinking “a wheelchair would be a BLAST!” and then being diagnosed with Continue reading