Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Do you know that I kind of miss camping and sleeping in a cabin with three able bodied people. When I were at camp I would not mind about letting a able bodied person helping me getting dress every day because I have got only one good strong arm and one strong leg my right arm and leg are weak. Now that I am back from camp I have to depend on myself to get dress every day for I have a bed room to myself and it is kind of hard for me. I mean what if I accidentally fall I have to depend on myself to get up some time. Some times I might get bloody by accident too by doing myself. But I have got the feelings that I have got to try my hardest to keep my balance in my legs even if one of my legs is weak.
I mean that some people do not care if you are disabled or not they do not care if you have got one strong side of your body and one weak side of your body the general public do not know about head-injury and disabilities.either unless that able bodied person see a disabled person in a wheelchair or using a four prong cane or on crutches and that disabled person have to tell you how he or she became disabled in the first place if that disable person want too. of coarse I do not mine telling you how I had got in my disability. I was born in Tewksberry, and I were a healthy abled boddied baby boy I can walk and I can run with out holding on to any thing not until one day when I was two in a half years old I was playing in my neighbor yard and a guy were harrying to his house to feed his eight kids when he did not see me playing there and then he had drove his car hard in the back of my head and I were drag on the rear bump for a while then I were thrown seventy feet in a oak tree and then I wound up in the hospital for eight month I had almost did not survived and the doctors wanted my patents to put me away but my parents took me home any ways. Until I had saw something funny so I had laughed . A year in nine-teen seventy-three I had moved to thirty-eight Dexter street and there where I had grew up and we had bought a vacation home on the weekend that my mother and father and sister and brother had rode to in Bartlet NEW Hampshire. While I was growing up with a disability from a car accident I only had one good strong arm and one good strong leg and that was the left side of my body my right side is paralyze . So I had to go to a special school for disable children called the Cotting school on saint Patal street my brother and sister had never got in a disability so they had walked to school around the corner from our house in thirty-eight Dexter strew in Medford but a van driver had to drive to my house every morning and then the van drive drove me to school every morning at eight thirty in the morning because my school was to far and I went to a special school too. When my van Driver would arrive at my house in thirty eight Dexter street all I could do was stay in the house and watch television and play with my toy or I could go outside and play in my yard or just walk around my yard holding on to my hemmy walker I could not walk across my street not like my brother and sister because they were able to walk alone. they did not get a disability like I did not at a young age of only two in a half year old and there were all kinds of cars and trucks that was zooming by and my parents would be afraid that I were going to be hit by a car or a truck and get another head injury or be killed so that is why I did not cross the street a lone. Beside we had a big yard that I could walked around in holding on to my hammy walker and when me and my family were up at our other house in New Hampshire we had a even bigger yard that I could walk around in holding on to me hemmie walker. later I had to do all kinds of exercises at my house like right side leg lifts, left side leg lifts, back leg lifts with lifting both of my legs, and sitting down leg lifts with different kind of ankle weight strap to my leg too. I had to do them every day in the morning and at night and when me and my family rode to our other house in Bartlet New Hampshire I had done my exercises up there too.
I mean that some people do not care if you are disabled or not they do not care if you have got one strong side of your body and one weak side of your body the general public do not know about head-injury and disabilities.either unless that able bodied person see a disabled person in a wheelchair or using a four prong cane or on crutches and that disabled person have to tell you how he or she became disabled in the first place if that disable person want too. of coarse I do not mine telling you how I had got in my disability. I was born in Tewksberry, and I were a healthy abled boddied baby boy I can walk and I can run with out holding on to any thing not until one day when I was two in a half years old I was playing in my neighbor yard and a guy were harrying to his house to feed his eight kids when he did not see me playing there and then he had drove his car hard in the back of my head and I were drag on the rear bump for a while then I were thrown seventy feet in a oak tree and then I wound up in the hospital for eight month I had almost did not survived and the doctors wanted my patents to put me away but my parents took me home any ways. Until I had saw something funny so I had laughed . A year in nine-teen seventy-three I had moved to thirty-eight Dexter street and there where I had grew up and we had bought a vacation home on the weekend that my mother and father and sister and brother had rode to in Bartlet NEW Hampshire. While I was growing up with a disability from a car accident I only had one good strong arm and one good strong leg and that was the left side of my body my right side is paralyze . So I had to go to a special school for disable children called the Cotting school on saint Patal street my brother and sister had never got in a disability so they had walked to school around the corner from our house in thirty-eight Dexter strew in Medford but a van driver had to drive to my house every morning and then the van drive drove me to school every morning at eight thirty in the morning because my school was to far and I went to a special school too. When my van Driver would arrive at my house in thirty eight Dexter street all I could do was stay in the house and watch television and play with my toy or I could go outside and play in my yard or just walk around my yard holding on to my hemmy walker I could not walk across my street not like my brother and sister because they were able to walk alone. they did not get a disability like I did not at a young age of only two in a half year old and there were all kinds of cars and trucks that was zooming by and my parents would be afraid that I were going to be hit by a car or a truck and get another head injury or be killed so that is why I did not cross the street a lone. Beside we had a big yard that I could walked around in holding on to my hammy walker and when me and my family were up at our other house in New Hampshire we had a even bigger yard that I could walk around in holding on to me hemmie walker. later I had to do all kinds of exercises at my house like right side leg lifts, left side leg lifts, back leg lifts with lifting both of my legs, and sitting down leg lifts with different kind of ankle weight strap to my leg too. I had to do them every day in the morning and at night and when me and my family rode to our other house in Bartlet New Hampshire I had done my exercises up there too.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
When I would arrive at my program called outside the lines studio in Medford on Friday at ten o'clock in the morning I could go to the radio station called wmfo Tufts freedom radio. So a guy that worked there he would push me in my manual wheelchair across a big wide parking lot and up a very, very, long cemented trail to another very long wide parking lot that we would make a sharp right to go up a very long side walk then at the very big brick building we would go in a big door and we would cross a wide floor to open another door and then I would have to stand up from my manual wheelchair. So I have to grab a very, long wooden bar with my very strong left hand while I move my left arm and walk up the steps with my very strong left leg leading the way. As my left leg bends at the knee my left foot would push on the upper step bringing my right leg and foot up to the same step and on the wall there are six pictures
