It's not that I didn't want to answer you, but what you are going through the realization phase of quad-dom that makes this list work. The reality check your life has/is going through right now will not ever end. I sear to you-it wont always be....this intense. After your observations get reeeally weird, please know that while every story is different certain parts of human nature rear their ugly head and people do the most heartless thing. Screwing your "friend" unfortunately is one of those situations where have to say: Damn human nature! My best, best friend-Julie, just disappeared In fact, they all went away but one I used to think about being so wrong about believing those people were my friends I was friggan' bummed. Somehow it becomes OK You will have new friends Better, deeper, more honest friendships Your wife needed her "man" It's that simple-Damn human nature! At any other time other the last 100+- years, you, I or anybody here would not be posting anywhere Your "friend" is not a better man than you. Your wife NEEDED a physical mate You'll find there are people who don't, but rarely will someone become converted. You had to change, she didn't Don't give up. Ya' never know Regards, Cameron Wallace
-----Original Message----- From: [EMAIL PROTECTED] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Thursday, July 28, 2005 5:47 PM To: quad list Subject: [QUAD-L] LOOKING FOR FEEDBACK... Dear Quad-list, My life has been filled with its biggest challenges in the past year. August 2, 2004 I had a life-changing diving accident that left me paralyzed from my chest down. I'm considered a quadriplegic because I have a little inervasion in my triceps and wrist flexors and I don't have any independent movement of my fingers. I was a 31-year-old, married, father of two, a successful chef, and a modern man of the house. After my accident, it was unclear what I would be able to do. The doctors made no promises, but I was told that my injury is considered incomplete, which means there's a chance to regain at least some movement and sensation. I spent a total of 115 days away from home. Most of that time was spent in rehab learning how to do such simple things as feed myself, bathe myself, sit up, and how to use what movement I have to be as independent as I can. While I was away from home, the community rallied in support. There were several fundraisers, all aimed at renovating my house for me and my wheelchair. There were many volunteers, friends, family, and complete strangers that donated money, time, prayers, or just generous words of support. Every day I looked forward to coming home. I would speak with my wife every evening, and she would come to visit almost every weekend. Even though it was a little rocky, I always thought we would make it work. We'd been together for over 10 years, married for almost six. I always thought we were soul-mates and would grow old together. We are now facing separation. I guess no one knows what they would do if their spouse became permanently handicapped. How do you know if you're not in the situation? Lots of people have told me that life goes on, you can do anything you could before, just a little different. I heard many success stories of people who went on to have successful careers, marriages, and families after a spinal cord injury. I was especially very positive in the beginning, when I had the support of therapists and specialists. My positive attitude faded when I came home, I became very depressed. I stopped exercising except for physical therapy, and began self-medicating. I was very frustrated with the things I used to be able to do at home. There was a" friend" who had been staying at my house for several months who was helping my wife with many of the things I used to do around the house. I was only home for two weeks before they became intimate. The Monday after New Year's she told me she wanted to move out, a week later she told me what had happened and had been going on for a month. I thought I could share her. It was only a matter of months before I snapped. She has left me the house, and acquired an apartment down the street for her and the kids, so they can come and visit often. I don't know where I would be if it wasn't for a couple of close friends who have moved into my house to help me. How do I move on? I believe I have a lot to offer, I used to think we would be together forever, now I'm craving companionship, intimacy, and someone to be close to. I am grateful for any advice and or feedback, Truly yours, Paralyzed and Confused in the Adirondacks JT... 32 YO... C6... ALMOST 1 YR POST
