You found me! I've been writing on various topics my entire working life. Here I now post columns that in older times would have been (and were) published in a newspaper. The topics vary but nowadays I write about disability as much as anything. There's some gems here though - humor columns, politics, reflections on religion and Buddhism. I started recording my thoughts and now have a podcast channel, too, on Spreaker: https://www.spreaker.com/show/delias-blog-continued
We are all breathing a sigh of relief that the pandemic is fading - at least for the moment. As things return to normal and I reflect on what this last year has meant, I've come to some unfortunate realizations that require action. Both my husband and I are disabled and senior. In neither case are our disablities a part of aging so we are doubly "blessed"! When everything shutdown,…
I recently had the challenge of attending an Okinawan bullfight. My advance information held that fight would start at noon, and admission was 1000 yen per person. When I awoke that rainy Sunday, I began wondering if the bullfight would even be held that day. I decided to play it safe and go. Safe, yes, dry, no. When I arrived at the stadium, I saw no cars or evidence of any activity. I stopped at the food truck and asked in Japanese, "Where is the bullfight"? The lady answered with sign language - holding up her fingers like bull horns in question. I answered hai, continuing my attempt at conversation in Japanese. She pointed up a small hill to my left. (I later realized that I never need my Japanese to ask my question. So much for my conversational Japanese lessons!)
I have spent the last 4 days or so revamping this website, setting up newsletters and generally farting around with it all. I am a web designer/developer but my energy has been solely devoted to my Zen Cart work for a very long time. I've always had a blog of my own: I actually now have three of my own! Up 'til now I simply haven't had time or the desire to play around with the sites very much. I have installed blogs for clients but I really discourage using an additional script on a website with Zen Cart and most of my clients are Zen Cart users. I have time to play and man, has it been fun! There's been so little fun this last year - well, the last 4 years so this is just a major change.
I really am very glad that I discovered these smart crutches. I got them in September as it was getting colder here in Maine. I immediately started looking for a way to tote things around like a cell phone as a purse just wasn't working out - throws off the balance and can bang the crutches.
The nightmare is finally fading away though it's not gone completely yet. Like a post-surgical dream (I've had plenty of those), awakening to a changed reality in a hospital room is akin to how many of us feel today. Looking around it seems to be a completely different world. But two treasured people in my life were on the other side. With my son, there has been some nasty things…
I have my own share of bad cop stories. This phenomenon is not new. My most direct bad cop story is about a friend of mine who drove from Valdosta, GA, to New Orleans in the early 70s. Sheryl was a long-haired hippy about my size; we all were hippies back then at Valdosta State College. As he was driving to Mardi Gras through Alabama, he was stopped by a cop out in a rural area somewhere. He was never charged, just stuck in jail overnight. I do not believe he had broken any laws.