When I was first injured in 2005, I was 14 years old and had no clue how to move forward. Sure, I had a team of inpatient nurses who taught me to transfer and roll in the grass, but I had no guidance on my new rules of life: newly sitting down, newly stranded in a wheelchair, and dramatically different from my peers.
While I was still in the hospital, I was paired with a “seasoned” and local wheelchair user who accompanied me to PT a few times, talked about her version of our shared disability, and gave a heads-up on the inaccessibility of our city. With the ambiguity of the world, I was rolling into for the first time, her value was in having someone to ask questions, helping me to advocate for myself, and just making me feel less alone in my “new” and fiercely ambiguous body.
I’m thankful for people like her – those in the disabled community with strong voices – and I acknowledge that our world couldn’t be where it is without them. There are many, many more people who have blazed a path for the disabled communities’ equality and recognition.
There are loads more influential and outstanding I can add to my list, from those mentoring newbies from a hospital bed to those making a lasting impact on future generations. In my opinion and experience, there’s something extra special about a friendship with someone who can understand and speak to my struggles on such a deep level. Even more special are the ones who do the heavy lifting for everyone, known and unknown.
As a disabled community, we have a lot of strong women to thank for where we are today. Let’s give it up for the powerful women who paved the way.