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Back then, I was insecure of my body and was so focused on losing weight. I’ve tried many drastic and dangerous diets, hoping that my body will change. I was so focused crash dieting that I forgot to appreciate the body that I already have. And that’s why I believe in thanking my body. I’ll admit that I was not always satisfied with my body and, but I’m still grateful for it because it has held up throughout the years. It allowed me to go places and do things that I want to do.
I was volunteering at a local senior center a couple months ago, when I met this elderly woman who has changed my perspective about everything. I remember running up the stairs and the elderly woman, who was sitting upstairs in a wheelchair, said to me, “I would give anything if I could do that again.”
Right there, I felt lucky to have a body that can do pretty much anything that I ask it to do. I felt incredibly grateful for my legs which was it was crazy to me, considering just years ago I would stand in front of my mirror and get really paranoid about the size of it. I wanted to be one of those girls whose legs didn’t jiggle every time they walked.
I shouldn’t lament on my flabby and fleshy thighs or short legs when many women around the world have spent their lives in a wheelchair. Just thinking about these crazy thoughts only made me feel worse. I should feel grateful for my body and appreciate how wonderfully it has been designed. I should embrace them and celebrate the fact that my strong, muscular legs had enough power to help me run up the stairs. I appreciate for what I have instead of what I don’t have. I don’t need to look like models, I just need to be healthy and that should keep me happy.
There is true beauty in each of my flaw and I shouldn’t body-bash it. Accepting each flaw had made me feel more positive and made me think that I have more time to talk about what really matters. It is refreshing to focus on the positives.
I am thankful for my tummy because it gives me the strength to dance, walk, or run. I am grateful for my butt because it cushions me every time I fall. I can hug my friends and take care of my family in a physically. There are a lot of things that I can say about my body and it would take a book to list all of them. My body is truly marvelous in many ways and it deserves to be admired and appreciated, not hated because it’s not perfect. When I can respect myself enough to treat me in a way that will promote me to health and happiness, I find that a great cause.
Back then, I was insecure of my body and was so focused on losing weight that I tried many drastic and dangerous diets in the hope that my body would change. I was so focused on crash dieting that I forgot to appreciate the body that I have. This is why I believe in being content wih who I am.
I’ll admit that I was not always satisfied with my body but as I look back now, I am grateful for it, I had what many other's didn't. For example, I was volunteering at a local senior center a couple months ago, when I met this elderly woman who changed how I feel. I remember running up the stairs and the elderly woman, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said to me, “I would give anything if I could do that again.”
Right there and then, I felt lucky to have a body that can do pretty much anything. I felt incredibly grateful for my legs which seems crazy, considering the fact that a few years ago I would stand in front of my mirror and criticize them. I wanted to be one of those girls whose legs didn’t jiggle every time they walked.
I learnt that I shouldn’t lament on my flabby and fleshy thighs or short legs when many women and men around the world have spent their lives in a wheelchair. Just thinking about those people made me feel different. I should feel grateful for my body and respect how it is. I should embrace it and celebrate the fact that my strong, muscular legs had enough power and strength to help me run up those stairs.
There is true beauty in each of my flaws and accepting these flaws had made me feel more positive and given me the time to think about what really matters. It is refreshing to focus on the positives.
I am thankful for my tummy because it gives me the strength to dance, walk, an run. I am grateful for my butt because it cushions me every time I fall. I can hug my friends and take care of my family physically. There are a lot of things that I can say about my body and I would need a book to write them all down but in truth, my body is truly marvelous in many ways and it deserves to be admired and appreciated, not hated because of it's imperfections.
I don’t need to look like a model, and I shouldn't dwell on what I do or don't have, I just need to be healthy and that should keep me happy.
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I noticed that at a bar I go to that a man with a heavy wheelchair could not go in because they had no ramps. An employee tried to help but I heard him say that it weighed 800 pounds. The guy actually started to cry, saying "What did I do wrong?" I felt so bad for him! Even if he got in I don't think that the bathrooms would be accesible and forget about going upstairs!
You are right the American Disability Act would prohibit discrimination in public accommodation, See American with Disability Act,title III. The title III generally covers private facilities offering services to public in general. Those typical private facilities in compliance with the Act are movie theaters, retail stores, public schools, hotels, restaurants, funeral homes, airports-bus depots, day care centers, etc and etc ... However, I am not sure if the Act would cover a private bar.
Here is a quote from the Justice Department:
Complaints of title III violations may be filed with the Department of Justice. In certain situations, cases may be referred to a mediation program sponsored by the Department. The Department is authorized to bring a lawsuit where there is a pattern or practice of discrimination in violation of title III, or where an act of discrimination raises an issue of general public importance. Title III may also be enforced through private lawsuits. It is not necessary to file a complaint with the Department of Justice (or any Federal agency), or to receive a "right-to-sue" letter, before going to court. For more information, contact:
U.S. Department of Justice
Civil Rights Division
950 Pennsylvania Avenue, N.W.
Disability Rights Section - NYAV
Washington, D.C. 20530
www.ada.gov
I've been home from rehab for about two weeks now. Two months ago I was driving home from night class, and a drunk driver slammed into the back of my car at 60 miles an hour. My spine was severed at two vertebraes and in that moment, I became a paraplegic. And it's permanent, I will never walk again, dance again, climb stairs, go for a jog, anything for as long as I live.
I'm a pretty optimistic person, so it took me a little less time than one might expect to adjust while I was in the rehab center, but that's because (I've come to find out) I was in a protected enviroment in which I was "normal" and everyone else is in the same boat. I was even starting to get happy again. I didn't let myself think about how everything in my life would be so different once I got home, I just lived in the moment, like I've always done.
But two weeks ago when I came home, back to the real world, I don't know what to do from here. All of a sudden I'm facing things in rehab I didn't have to worry about. Like coming home to a two story house, (which I live in with my husband) where our bedroom is upstairs and having to be carried up and down the stairs whenever I need anything. Or transportation. I was always a girl who was on the go, going to the store or the bank constantly running errands, and now I can't drive, for obvious reasons. My car is sitting there unused. Sometimes I will have moments when I am thinking, "we need more bread, I should go to the store!" and then I remember that on my own, I can't. Every morning, before my accident, I would go to the Y and work out, jog on the treadmill and do laps in the pool. Now that routine is shot too. I was on my college tennis team, and a few nights of the week we would practice, and even now I think it's time for tennis practice! And then...oh wait, never mind. I was going to school to be a P.E. teacher!
I'm trying so hard to pick up my life where I left it off, but I can't just go back to my normal life, and I don't know how to create a new normal life. I don't know what to do with myself from here, how to spend my days. I despise the drunk driver who is walking right now, and ruined my life. I despise this wheelchair that is keeping me prisoner, I despise my legs for not moving.
How do I do this...how do I go on with my life like this?
Any advice would be amazing...
I really feel for you, I've been where you are now and it's a horrible place. It does get better though. Here's for the advice part
Follow your dreams - phone your college and ask if they would still accept you on the course to be a PE teacher. If they say no then ask about PE in special educational needs environments. Don't give up on your dream unless it's what YOU want.
Look into funding for a hand-cycle, then get back into the habit of exercising every morning. You can still swim, just go with someone else the first couple of times while you get the hang of it and take an extra towel to sit on in your chair instead of your cushion when you're all wet on your way to the changing rooms. You can hand-cycle, you can go for a push round the block, you can even still play tennis - get a tennis chair, I think the only rule that really changes is you're allowed an extra bounce on your side of the net before you have to hit it. It's supposed to still be a pretty fair game against able bodied players too. Investigate and take up a sport or few, it sounds like sport was important to you before, and it still can be now.
It is possible to drive as a paraplegic. You will need an automatic car (no gear stick and clutch) then have it adapted so it's all controlled with your hands. There are a few ways this can be done so research a bit and see if you can find somewhere local to try out the different options. You'll regain some Independence when you can drive again.
Look into having a stairlift or lift installed in your house - or think about moving somewhere on one level so you can access the whole house on your own. It's no fun being confined to only a part of the house when there is nobody to help.
This is a really hard one, but try to start thinking of the chair as a tool for independence rather than a prison that keeps you trapped. Without the chair you really would be stuck now, with it you can still go to most places and be mostly independent. It's really hard to think of it that way but it will help you to accept your situation as it is now, rather than getting frustrated, which doesn't help.
Just because you are now in a wheelchair doesn't mean your life is over. It's just different now and that is really hard to adjust to.
It's OK to despise that drunk driver, he changed your life forever and he walked away. It's not fair. I fell while rock climbing and the fixing point didn't hold so the rope didn't catch me. If I hadn't gone climbing that day then my life would be very different now, but I don't know that it would be better. Time has passed and I've come to terms with what happened, it's actually given me opportunities to meet people I wouldn't have otherwise met and I can't say anymore that I regret my decision to climb that day. You will eventually come to terms with what has happened to you and you'll stop thinking about that drunk driver. Life can still be very good, you just have to let go of the past and focus on now and the future.
I have a 25 year old son with cerebral palsy and severe scoliosis who doesn't qualify for medical benefits at all, and is in desperate need of a special wheelchair, special bath chair and not to mention modifications to the actual bathroom where I bathe him. It's getting really hard to carry him every time I have to take him upstairs and to give him a bath, he weights 87 to 90 lb and is almost my same height 4'11
If you have time or someone can help you,you could raise awareness for cerebral palsy and raise funds for your son. There is an excellent website that can help you with merchandise and tips on how to have a successful fundraising event. Its at http://www.fundraisningforacause.com Good Luck
Susan was in her late thirties and still not married. She just had a hard time meeting men. And the men she did meet all ended up being jerks. Finally, she decided to place an ad in the personals in the newspaper.
She wrote: "Looking for a man who won't beat me, won't leave me, and is excellent in bed."
Several days went by and she hadn't gotten a single call. Then, one day she was doing her laundry when she heard a knock on the door. She walked upstairs to answer it. She opened the door and saw a man in a wheelchair with no arms and no legs. "Can I help you?" she asked.
He said, "I am the man of your dreams!"
She was baffled. She said, "Excuse me."
"I read your personal ad in the paper and I am the perfect man for you. I have no arms, so I can't beat you. I have no legs, so I can never leave you."
"But are you good in bed?" she asked.
He replied, "How do you think I knocked on the door?!"
I AM LAUGHING!!!!! this is too funny!!!
about the first question that you asked i think that everyone should go by the rule of God. wait to have sex after marriage!
Art Auction continues until March 20
Special for The Willits News
The Willits Center for the Arts 18th annual Art Auction got underway last Saturday with an artists reception..
The auction is the main source of funding for the art center. "It provides operation expenses for the center, so we can keep the doors open, and provides a space for art shows and cultural events in the community," says event Chairwoman Mary Sisson. "We are on a very limited budget, and need community support to continue,"
This year's event marks the ninth art auction Sisson has been in charge of. Earlier art auctions were held upstairs at the Mendocino County Museum, and the money raised at those yearly events provided the funds to renovate the Art Center.
The Art Center now includes gallery space downstairs, a meeting room, an office, and
Have wheelchair will travel: 10th December Singapore-Bangkok ...
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