I set a goal to lose weight this year. I imagined walking (you know, 10,000 steps a day) would play a big role in that.
Since I have such difficulty walking, weight loss has been minimal. Enter necessity!
I had the opportunity to visit the local hospital today (all’s well), with time on my hands.
I decided to vigorously wheel myself up and down the main hallway.
I now lie in bed with a very sore body. I used everything in my torso, abs and hip muscles. I feel like I did physical work.
That’s uncomfortable and rewarding 🤔 I’ve needed more physical activity but held a narrow vision of what that meant (walking).
I wasn’t trapped by my disability. I was limited by the options I allowed myself to consider.
I don’t think I’ve had the opportunity to do this much in my chair, enough to be this sore.
It’s a welcome wake up to an option for improving my physical and mental health, even more.
Equality is great and all. But without equity of access, entire segments of the population are locked out of full participation in society.
There are historical buildings I can’t enjoy, because laws protect them from adding accessibility features (e.g. ramps or elevators) as they may alter the historic look of the building.
One of my favorite places to visit is Galena, IL. It has a beautiful Main St., filled with shops in historic buildings.
It wasn’t until I visited for the first time in a wheelchair, that I discovered how inaccessible the entire tourist section of town was.
We all have 24hrs in a day. We don’t all have the same access to resources (e.g. money, transportation, medical insurance, physical assistance and access).
We won’t have this without equity. It’s difficult to live fully and experience your potential, in a world with more locks than keys.
Today, my members discussed how many more options exist for communication.
One member shared that a teacher made the comment (to her child with dyslexia), “If you don’t start (hand) writing now you’ll never learn how to write”.
This teacher clearly didn’t appreciate the impact dyslexia had on this child.
In the case of my dyslexia, the act of handwriting is physically painful and exhausting.
It’s also too slow for my brain, I often forget what I wanted to write. I forget what I’ve already written, so I need to keep stopping to read what I’ve written – PHEW!
Don’t get me started on grammar, punctuation and sentence structure.
Dyslexia affects how well the brain processes the written word. If a student struggles with writing, allow them to tell you verbally.
Let them dictate their longer written assignments, classmates can help with editing in exchange for extra credit.
I happened upon a video about, Elizabeth Bonker. She’s autistic, nonverbal and the Valedictorian of her graduating college class.
She gave the commencement speech using text-to-speech technology. Something I use daily to help me read.
There’s more than one road to Rome, and there’s more than one way to communicate. Let’s work with each other.