Morning, Fam…
So, try
pushing your chair with these gnarly lungs.
If you a walker, try pushing or pulling said walker then walk. Eventually, you’ll be in a chair, which
you’ll have to push…it’ll be catch-22.
Oh, and getting an electric wheelchair’s out of the question, because
you spent your wad on cartons of cancer sticks.
We’ve seen
crips smoking. We’ve, I guess in morbid
way, we how long it’ll be before we see them in the obits. Sounds harsh, huh?
We can’t
speak for other crips, but we know what we have to do just to get out of bed,
and we KNOW if we were smokers, and, we’ve tried it, that we wouldn’t be able
to muster the energy to make it happen.
Older crips tend
to get arthritis in their shoulders, elbows, and wrists for those of us that
can’t use our legs. People with CP can
get it in their knees too. Throw in emphysema,
and that once-independent crip’s gonna be an old folks home charity case…that’s
a bad fall from grace, IMO.
You’re young
now, but definitely NOT invincible. I’n
my 18 years at the office, I saw a lot of able-bodied people go out with
emphysema and any combo of smoke-related cancer, YOUNG and old…it ain’t pretty.
Sobering
thought, huh?
Be good to
each other.
-J-
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