OK, this is probably going to sound completely strange and could possibly indicate I should get a psych consult, but I actually love my disability. Strange? Weird? Just plain crazy? So maybe love isn’t really the right word…more like I don’t mind it. One of those questions nosy people always ask me (and btw, I don’t mind the questions, really…it’s those silent stares that enrage me!) is “Don’t you wish you could walk?”
“No,” I definitively tell them.
Typically, their faces contort into a maze of confusion, as if I’d committed some mortal sin that will send me to damnation for Eternity.
Here’s the (obvious to me, anyway) rationale: I can’t miss something I’ve never had. I’ve never known a life other than the one I’ve been living for 27 years. Therefore, I can’t miss walking, running or any other activity one does with their legs….
The only downside, really, is my inability to be exceptionally fashionable in the shoe department. Remember yesterday when I spoke gloriously of my obsessive love of all things polo shirts? It’s bad. I’m talking really bad here; so bad that last May, I breezed through the Salvation Army unabashedly piling polo shirts in my wheelchair basket (did I mention they had an ENTIRE rack of them? I thought I’d died and gone to Polo Paradise!). By the time I made my way to the register, I could barely see over the mountain of clothes in front of me. I left with 13 different shirts, all different colors and beautiful patterns. Yes, you read that right. 13.
So where am I going with this? Back to my disability. See, the only downside is the fact that I have to get custom-made shoes. I’m one of those lucky girls who has two VERY distinct feet – they’re quite hot, actually, if I do say so myself. They completely assymetrical, so it’s quite a process to get new ones. I feel like Imelda Marcos – I have to make a shoe appointment, get my feet fitted in cast molds, make the very hard decision between black or blue (I’ve always chosen blue) and then wait 6-8 weeks for them to be finished.
The upside is that I like to brag to people that I wear $600 shoes! But how awesome would it be if I could go shopping and get these sorts of shoes?
That way, I could get a pair to match my pink polos and my green polos and my blue polos and my purple polos and of course, my striped polos.
How cool would that be?
[Photo via Camp Comfort]