Often when we think about paralysis we equate it to not being able to move your legs or arms without thinking about what that means.
Today's blog is something very simple, but hopefully it will lead the non-paralyzed to understand what it means to not be able to move legs or legs and arms.
I'm at home alone today as my wife and kids went swimming with some friends. I was listening to the radio when a tornado warning came through. Now, I'm not afraid of the tornado, having lived through the Great Woodstock Tornado of '79, but I have a very simple concern, and maybe after you read this, you can also think of all the things that I can't do.
Yes. That's what I'm worried about.
I can see my neighbours taking in the wash hanging on their balconies so I start to wonder whether my wife had done laundry this morning and had it hanging on the third floor? I've tried calling but I can't get a hold of her.
I guess when my underwear falls on my head I'll know the answer.
Now I bet you're thinking that my predicament isn't so bad, but think of all the things you can do that I can't. Simple things.
Or you may be thinking, "Why in the hell does Dennis live in a three story house when he can't get to the third or even second floor?"
I live here for one simple reason, it's my house and it's brand spanking new (built it about one and a half years before paralysis). If you think about it, there is no way to make my life completely normal even in a one story house.
That's why I don't advocate for inclusiveness, even though it's important.
I don't advocate for better access, even though that's important, too.
I advocate for the one thing that will truly fix the problems caused by paralysis, and that's a cure for spinal cord injury.
So don't forget to send an email to the California senators who will vote on Monday in regards to funding for paralysis cure research. Sign atwww.bit.ly/KOparalysis.