Judith Lautner (judith) wrote,
Judith Lautner

thoughts on disability

On my way home today I stopped at a wall on Bullock Lane to rest my leg. I looked up at the South Street Hills and thought about climbing up there and how impossible that seems right now. I actually started to cry, to feel sorry for myself. I'm damned good at feeling sorry for myself.

I thought about how much I love to walk and how I would handle life if I no longer could. I know I could handle it. I would find a way to get around in my wheelchair or whatever. I know I could handle it. But what if my communication skills went away?

It's ironic. The Great Communicator. Communication is where I excel. And yet in my off hours I speak to almost nobody. These great skills of mine are put to no use at all. Except that I store thoughts away to put in my journal or into a story or some other piece of writing or to talk about with someone some day. If I could no longer talk or write...I don't know if I could get past that.

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