Category: Wheelchair Life

  • Reflecting On 20 Years In A Wheelchair

    Reflecting On 20 Years In A Wheelchair

    Reflecting on 20 years in a wheelchair, I discuss some of the challenges that I faced, accomplishments that were made, and provide advice from 20 years of paralysis.

  • Wheelchair Accommodations On Campus

    Wheelchair Accommodations On Campus

    Six months after I broke my neck, I did what most people considered crazy. I went back to college and resumed my undergraduate studies. My therapists, family, and counselors made compelling cases to take at least one year off to get used to being disabled. They also strongly encouraged transferring to a more wheelchair accessible…

  • Going Home: The Start of Life in a Wheelchair

    Going Home: The Start of Life in a Wheelchair

    What does “going home” mean to you? To a lot of 20 year old college kids it probably means going to their parents’ house, or maybe their grandparents’ house. I think all would agree that “home” is the place where we go to feel safe and be close to the people that matter most to…

  • My Spinal Cord Injury Rehabilitation

    My Spinal Cord Injury Rehabilitation

    I get a lot of questions about my spinal cord injury and what I went through afterward. Spinal cord injury rehabilitation is very different from just about any other kind of physical rehab. To begin with, no two spinal cord injuries are completely identical. I was sent to Dodd Hall at The Ohio State University…

  • The Accident That Put Me In A Wheelchair (part 4)

    The Accident That Put Me In A Wheelchair (part 4)

    Part 4 – A Sense of Relief (in case you missed it: part 1, part 2, part 3) Saturday night slowly turned into Sunday morning. Every breath remained a conscious effort and each one was becoming more of a challenge, time was going to run out. We finally received news that the airplane was on its…

  • The Accident That Put Me In A Wheelchair (part 3)

    The Accident That Put Me In A Wheelchair (part 3)

    Part 3 – The Fight to Live In the early afternoon on Saturday, I woke up. I remember Steve and Kurt being there, but John had been sent to a lab with blood samples to see if I had been drugged. There was a lot of commotion and they called for the doctor to come…