A Kid In Wheel Life
Rocking And Rolling
You might wonder: Do I prefer being being in a wheelchair? NO! It is not the worst thing in the world BUT it is not the best, either. Of course I would rather walk so I could do more with my friends. I try to make the best of being in a wheelchair by choosing to love the skin (and the wheels) that I'm in. I just love dressing my chair up for holidays and I have named all of my wheelchairs. My newest chair is named Daisy. My wheelchairs have all been named after flowers. My first chair was Violet and my last one was Rosie. Naming my chairs helps to give each chair a purpose and a time (they are temporary). Each one is a part of me but it is not me. So the chairs need to have their own names because they each have their own purpose.
I have been in a wheelchair since I was three years old. At first I did not understand that I would most likely be in it for the rest of my childhood. I really thought that I was just using the wheelchair for fun until I remembered how to walk again. I really loved my chair and thought it was cool. It wasn't until I was about seven years old when I realized that my wheelchair was going to be a part of me for a long time. I was in second grade when I wished I wasn't in a wheelchair at all. My wheels made catching up with my friends harder. At that time, I also needed a lot of help doing things that I really wanted to do on my own. Now, at thirteen, I realize that my wheelchair is just part of me. I really don't remember what it was like to walk so I push on and know that my future may or may not include my wheelchair. Science is amazing and I am looking forward to what lies ahead.
Even though my wheels are my sneakers, I LOVE sparkly shoes. They make me feel more normal and more like other teenage girls. Plus, my shoes don't get dirty so I can wear them all the time. It's almost like a tragedy, to me, when I grow out of my shoes. You can never have too many shoes.
Chair or not have a lot of friends. Though sometimes I do get forgotten to be included in things. When I am with my cousins sometimes the don't know how to react to me or how to include me. I am ok with that but I wish that they just tried and weren't embarrassed or nervous to ask how to include me. I would encourage you all to go to events that have wheelchairs to try out so you can learn how fun a wheelchair is.
This is not a sad post for me. It is a post that I hope tells you that people in wheelchairs aren't that much different that everyone else. I hope that the next time you see someone in a wheelchair, you remember this post and know that their wheels are not a bad thing. The way they look is just the way they are. Maybe, when you meet someone in a wheelchair, bend down, try seeing life from their viewpoint. It is a good life and maybe you will see things that you've never seen before.