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Goofy Stories

We All Look Alike

I guess life must be pretty calm (read: boring), because all I have these days are gym stories. Toward the end of my workout the other day, a woman who sees me there most every week comes up to me,…
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Rough Waters

This weekend, we took a ferry trip to Bainbridge Island, an island in the Puget Sound near Seattle. I was driving the rental car, and my husband was in the passenger seat. The wheelchair and the luggage were in the…
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Another Day, Another Weird Restroom Story

This afternoon I stopped in at Barnes and Noble, and, having MS, needed to use the restroom. Three stalls, one of which was accessible. Its door was closed. I peeked under, and saw feet. I settled back to wait. Women…
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The Other Side of the Car

Two weeks ago, I left my car in the driveway for some very good reason, and my husband parked it in the garage. When I got ready to leave next, he was out walking the dog. I opened the garage…
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Bolder Boulder and Conveyance Pushers

Last year I did the Bolder Boulder 10K in my everyday wheelchair. When I registered, I was asked to sign an agreement (see Am I the Pusher of the “Conveyance”?). This year the agreement has been revised. The revision is…
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