Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the present.
This blog is dedicated to all the pregnant women out there.
Apparently, I’m a pregnant woman. That’s what my aide from Ghana says. You see, I have a ferocious appetite. He said, in an accent, “You eat like a pregnant woman.” I’m not sure what that means, but I guess I have a pregnant appetite.
You see, when I was normal, I used to run six miles in the morning. Take my daughter on a walk. Walk around town and then surf in the afternoon. I was pretty active, and I ate a lot. Now I eat a lot but I’m not active. Not a good combination.
I suggest to all you who are new to the wheelchair, that you curb your appetite and try to stay active. If you don’t, your weight is going to catch up to you. Just a word from the wise.
I’ve been walking more and more. It’s brutal on the hips, but I hire someone on the weekends to get me up on a walker. So, basically, I have therapy three times a week. You know, when you’re trying to walk, it’s just like any other athletic endeavor. You have to practice over and over again. It gets monotonous. It hurts like hell, but you got to keep at it. That is, if you want to walk again. If you want to stay in the wheelchair, I suggest you get a lazyboy chair and a bag of weed. Oh, yeah, and a good dvd collection although, you can stream them all now, right?
Anyway, that’s just my opinion. I want to walk again. That’s about all for this week. Remember, if you’re like me, don’t give up. Stay at it. Love you, B. Nice
P.S. Above is a photo I did in my studio. I’m starting a series of photos in my studio.