Nick, Struggles, What was I thinking?

The physics of disability

My life of late has come down to a simple equation explained rather matter of factly by physics. That doesn't make the reality any easier to endure. Tripod (and apparently overweight) dog + stairs to get outside + my general weakness and numbness in arms = Huge fail. Ella, our mutt mix, being the elite… Continue reading The physics of disability

Nick, Struggles

My right-hand man

Not that I would ever use my condition to get out of doing something, or to get preferential treatment (other than a better parking spot), but this new ground we're covering here, so Nick and I are feeling our way through things. I don't want him to cater to my every whim, because I pride… Continue reading My right-hand man