Kewl Ron.  We need more stories like that.... and I'm sure you have a  
million of them.
Best Wishes
 
 
In a message dated 7/3/2014 1:34:14 P.M. Central Daylight Time,  
[email protected] writes:

 
I was involved in a swim organization for the disabled and met this  
paraplegic man back in 2003. We became friends pretty quickly and I gave him  
all 
the knowledge I knew to help him get going. I helped him find a decent  
chevy fullsize wheelchair van. The guy lit up and we were going to  hooters and 
the casino and having a lot of laughs. It was truly imspiring to  see the 
man excel and meet the challeges in his way. A few years went by and  he had 
some setbacks, then he developed a pressure sore which led to weight  gain 
which led to a power chair which led to a colostomy bag which led to the  end 
of driving which led to bedbound. I didn't hear from him for 6 months, I  
finally contacted his brother on the net to ask where he was. He wouldn't tell 
 me and I knew in my heart that only meant one  
thing.....................nursing home. My buddy eventually called me and said  
his mom and brother put 
him in a nursing home 30 miles away. Hes laying flat  on his back and never 
gets out of bed for any reason. His power chair is down  the hall 
somewhere. Maybe I was wrong but I sent a few words to his brother  that I 
shouldn't 
have. The guy was tough and a boxer in his younger days. Hes  around 55 if 
your interested to know. He just didn't have the support he  needed, his 
mother was 84, but I helped them adapt a roll in shower and a  small kitchen in 
their basement. He was paying a hundred bucks a day for  assistance towards 
the end of it all.


A funny story about him was he took his wheelchair van down to the ghetto  
of St. Louis to try to find a date. The girl got in his van and stole his  
black bag he uses for catherization supplies.......lololol.


The thing that was beautiful is that he as living life but unfortunately  
now hes not because of a lack of support.................sad


Im  going to try to write a small story I have experienced in quad life 
every  thurs.




Ron


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