That is a good idea as we forget each other stories. At least I do. Not everyone has told their stories. Dana,
you did not say if he was alive or living in a nursing home. I don't think Missouri has very good care because of what a fellow quad list member told me, as she has passed. I know another guy in Kansas City, Missouri Also died because of lack of care. I'm really proud of you for helping him Ron. It is so sad. They were both great people. One I used to call frequently until she had no phone after nursing home. I had left a message on apartment phone and. Her mother had given me her cell phone so I could check on her., But when I tried to call the mother's cell phone, the number no one work. I did not know her mother's maiden name. The man that came to the hospital to talk to you about using a ventilator. I definitely decided I did not want one he was a peer for the whole person.. Dana. In a message dated 7/3/2014 5:29:49 P.M. Central Daylight Time, ddh...@sbcglobal.net writes: Yeah, we should get a story day going on here, lol, we could all tell the good, the bad the ugly or odd. ;-) Dan H.** On Thursday, July 3, 2014 4:47 PM, "wheelch...@aol.com" <wheelch...@aol.com> wrote: Kewl Ron. We need more stories like that.... and I'm sure you have a million of them. Best Wishes In a the and faith then a message dated 7/3/2014 1:34:14 P.M. Central Daylight Time, r.pra...@sbcglobal.net writes: I was involved in a swim organization for the disabled and met this paraplegic man back in 2003. We became friends pretty quickly and I gave him all the knowledge I knew to help him get going. I helped him find a decent chevy fullsize wheelchair van. The guy lit up and we were going to hooters and the casino and having a lot of laughs. It was truly imspiring to see the man excel and meet the challeges in his way. A few years went by and he had some setbacks, then he developed a pressure sore which led to weight gain which led to a power chair which led to a colostomy bag which led to the end of driving which led to bedbound. I didn't hear from him for 6 months, I finally contacted his brother on the net to ask where he was. He wouldn't tell me and I knew in my heart that only meant one thing.....................nursing home. My buddy eventually called me and said his mom and brother put him in a nursing home 30 miles away. Hes laying flat on his back and never gets out of bed for any reason. His power chair is down the hall somewhere. Maybe I was wrong but I sent a few words to his brother that I shouldn't have. The guy was tough and a boxer in his younger days. Hes around 55 if your interested to know. He just didn't have the support he needed, his mother was 84, but I helped them adapt a roll in shower and a small kitchen in their basement. He was paying a hundred bucks a day for assistance towards the end of it. A funny story about him was he took his wheelchair van down to the ghetto of St. Louis to try to find a date. The girl got in his van and stole his black bag he uses for catherization supplies.......lololol. The thing that was beautiful is that he as living life but unfortunately now hes not because of a lack of support.................sad Im going to try to write a small story I have experienced in quad life every thurs. Ron
