Weekend Coffee Share

Image result for CoffeeIf we were having coffee, I’d tell you I had a wonderful week of competition with other disabled veterans, in San Antonio, TX.  I’d also tell you the driver of the express coach to O’Hare, loaded me aboard the bus, then waved me off when I started to ask how much for the fare.  I’d tell you I made it to the airport in plenty of time, and breezed through security, without the usual hassle that I’ve experienced in the past, as a wheelchair user.  I would also tell you, that while waiting at the gate, the airline lady came over to me, and told me that a gentleman in first class was offering me his seat, if I would like it.  Well . . . yeah!  They were giving me drinks throughout the entire flight, as well as a choice of meals to choose from.  I had a delicious Asian Salad.  I would tell you about my experience, once I reached San Antonio.  I made it from the gate to the shuttle buses if a good amount of time, since I had packed light, with only one carry-on bag, my laptop, and my CPAP machine.  After waiting a considerable length of time, a shuttle with a wheelchair lift finally arrived, but they weren’t going to take me and had to go in and check that out.  He finally decided he could take me.  He opened the back door and let the lift down to the pavement.  I rolled on and he pushed the button.  The front end of the lift started to rise, but the back stubbornly remained on the ground, and the front would go sliding back to the ground.  I got off, he tried the lift again, and it still wouldn’t go up – without me even being on it.  I was afraid I had broken as my humongous large chair probably weighs close to 400 pounds, and that’s without me in it.  He finally got me aboard and we were off.

 Image result for CoffeeIf we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I did my best throughout the three events I took part in, one each day of competition.  I played table tennis first, and I did well in the first round, but not as well as during warm-up.  I would tell you that I got pounded to the pavement floor by a competitor, who it turns out just happens to belong to a national table tennis team.  He must practice for hours on end each day.  I didn’t think that was a fair go-around, but I gracefully rolled away, and joined my friends on the sidelines, one of whom had my phone, and took some very good pictures.  I would tell you that my second event was bocce ball.  I made it through the first two rounds, and then lost to the person I had played against, two years earlier, at an exhibition event for bocce ball.  I believe I lost to him then, as well.  Also, I don’t remember seeing any other women playing, but I could be mistaken.  The air rifle event, was really rough on me, physically.  The MS has progressed (probably why they call it “progressive”) and I couldn’t hold the rifle still enough to even see the entire target, much less those tiny little dots I was to aim for.  They got a stand for the air rifle, and one of the volunteers helped to adjust the sight, so that I could actually see the individual dots I was to aim for.  Another volunteer was helping, by putting each pellet in the rifle, and telling me which dot I was to be aiming at for my next shot, and telling me how far off I was with each shot.  I did a poor job hitting those targets, and didn’t even stick around to see what my final score was.  I would also tell you that the trip home wasn’t nearly as pleasant as the first flight.  We took off late, arrived late, and I waited about an hour for them to bring my chair to me.  I missed my shuttle bus and was screaming scrambling through O’Hare, trying to find the shuttle bus, and when I took the elevator to garage level – twice.  When I finally got to the ticket counter, the fare was $27, and I had $25 on me.  I ended up giving her the $25 in cash, and putting the remaining $2 on my debit card, as I wasn’t too sure about how much was left in my checking account.  The lift on the next bus was broken.

Image result for CoffeeIf were having coffee, I would tell you that the beginning of October is kind of bittersweet.  My mother passed away, four years ago, on the 1st of October.  I would also tell you that the end of the month not only brings Halloween, but a Halloween birthday as well.  When I was in elementary school, she would bake her famous ‘chocolate drop cookies’ and bring them to my school, so I could share them with my class.  All my teachers wanted the recipe of those cookies.  I  like birthdays, except these last few years, my age is starting to seem surreal, uncertain at times, and higher than it was a year ago.  I would tell you how, throughout the years when I was a kid, my mother would throw a ‘surprise’ birthday party, then we would all pile into the car to go Trick-or-Treating, after it got dark!  Imagine that.  We had to use a car, because we lived way out in the country in upstate New York, and the nearest neighbors were up to several miles away.  I would tell you that I always enjoyed those birthdays, and somewhere deep inside, that child who had wonderful birthdays and Christmas’s, is still buried deep within me, and that part of me, I might never let go of.  I would also tell you to have a great week.

Share Your World #36

If you were given a boat or yacht today, what would you name it?  (You can always sell the yacht later) Today I would be given a kayak if I had my choice.  I learned how to use a kayak about three years ago.  I would name it the San Antonio, as that was where I was when I learned how to use one.  I loved it instantly, and I continued to use one every chance again.  But where I live, the only place I would be able to propel one would either be on the Root River (as nasty as it sounds), the quarry, which I’ve forgotten what it is called, but is very deep.  I think I would be scared out of my gourd, even if I were wearing a life vest, which of course I would be.  The only other alternative would be Lake Michigan, and that would depend on the weather, if there were waves, or if it were smooth.  I don’t think I would want to do that unless I had a death wish.  I guess I would sell it and put the money in some kind of savings account.


But I have used one, and I won a silver medal two years in a row, in a kayak competition.  



Unfortunately, since I’ve sold my kayak, I will not be able to compete with one this year.


Which of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs describes you best?  (Doc, Happy, Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy, Grumpy, Dopey) Plus what would the 8th dwarf’s name be?  Which of the 7 dwarfs best describes me?  I would have to say Sleepy, but Grumpy also, so the 8th dwarfs name would be Slumpy, which is a very good description of me.  I spend my days slumped into my recliner, when I’m not in my power chair.  I can’t slump in that chair, but I most definitely do in my recliner.  I think I have a permanent slump shape in that chair.


Name a song or two which are included on the soundtrack to your life?  Hmm, I really have to think about this one.  I loved the Tori Amos song that was posted on Cee’s site, but it has to be something else.  Okay.  It just hit me like a ton of rocks.  I have made a lot of changes in my life over the last . . . years, and so this is the one that is a part of my life, both when I first heard it 40-some years ago, and much more so today.  The song would be “I Am Woman” by Helen Reddy which I believe came out around 1975, and was very much a part of my life.

Complete this sentence:  I like watching…TV series on Netflix, particularly The Fosters. and I can hardly wait for the next season to come out.  I have other favorites as well, but this is the best one, followed by,  The Walking Dead, which kept me enthralled for a few weeks, I do believe.

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?  I guess that I’m grateful that I did not have to go anywhere last week, I had no appointments, so I didn’t have to leave home in all that heat, which I cannot tolerate.

 And in the week coming up, I’m looking forward to staying at home, being entertained by my big screen TV, and my laptop.  My cat is more of a bother, but she makes me get up in the morning, which I guess is a good thing, or else I might just sleep the day away.  She has a built in alarm clock, and sits on the middle of my chest, and checks to see if I’m alive and going to get up and feed her, by trying to lick my eyelids.  That is not really a very pleasant experience, but the opportunity to stay at home, with friends around in my building, out of the heat, is something that I look forward to this week.



Cee’s Share Your World is a weekly feature and all are welcome to play along.

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