More than a Wheelchair
I have experienced this world through an entirely different perspective than most. I’ve been living my life sitting down since I was four years old. I was injured in an automobile accident that left me paralyzed from the chest down (C-7 incomplete to be exact). It was in 1979, when federal mandated car safety seats were far off the horizon. My injury has forced me to live life differently. I learned very early that I had to seek the positive parts of my injury and live boldly upon them. Despite my injury I have accomplished amazing things! I was named Miss Congeniality in the 1993 Miss Columbus Pageant. This was a preliminary of the Miss America System (I was the only contestant in a wheelchair). I wrote a book called “In His Hands” in 2008 that demonstrates the challenges that I have faced and how my faith, gusto, and determination allowed me to overcome them. But most importantly, I am a wife and mother. By far, I feel like this is my greatest achievement. I have a wonderful husband, Aaron, who loves everything about me, wheelchair and all. We have been married for 16 years and have two phenomenal children. Together we have created a very adventurous life. We enjoy fishing, camping, ATV riding, really anything to do with the outdoors. Dylan, my 14 year old has a high energetic spirit about him and is my “helper” in any tough situation. Clay, my 11 year old is intelligent and inquisitive. He is my compassionate soft-hearted son.
At times, our life is very entertaining for a spectator. Just imagine me with a 14 year old picking me up and placing me on an ATV! Or envision my 11 year old putting my shoes on me after I transfer from my Jeep. My boys are a gift and although challenging at times they add a rich layer of living I never dreamed I would experience.
My life is full of excitement, adventure, and variety. I am an independent woman. And I’m very transparent when it comes to my Spinal Cord Injury. I’m often asked, “How can you be so happy when you're in a wheelchair?” It’s fairly easy when you realize that my disability is just a part of me much like I have blue eyes. I can’t say I had any kind of epiphany; it’s been a gradual, continuous and often difficult process – a journey I’ll undoubtedly be on for the rest of my life. While my reality is one that I don’t always love, it’s one that I unwaveringly embrace. I met my husband at a disabled snow skiing camp. Would I have met him if I was not in the chair? I have the opportunity (and responsibility) everyday to encourage others to live life to the fullest. If I were walking would I have this same “responsibility”?
Living life in a wheelchair often brings out the best in people. People want to lend a helping hand. There’s always someone offering to open a door for me or carry my groceries. Of course, this is not universal and I realize there are some that may feel a bit uncomfortable around me. But for the most part my wheelchair allows me to see the natural kindness of the human spirit. I find it humorous when more people remember me than I remember them. It's like a low level of fame. My wheelchair becomes somewhat like a well-known characteristic.
"You know Leslie?"
"No, I don't think so."
"She's the blonde in a wheelchair ... "
I like that people remember me but I’m quick to point out that I am so much more than just a woman who uses a wheelchair. I would not change a thing and I’m honored to share my story and adventures with you. Live boldly!
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