As someone living with SMA, I’m really thankful for the creative products that have been designed and invented to make mobility easier for me. Some of these are add-ons to my wheelchair that we’ve purchased, some my dad has made or modified, and some are things my friends have…
Caring Together - a Column by Connie Chandler
How can I possibly show the deep appreciation that I have for the caregivers in my life with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA)? This is a question that burdens me often when I feel weak, inadequate, and overwhelmed by their compassion. But today is Caregiver Appreciation Day, so…
I love to volunteer. If I see a need that I can meet, I am eager to jump in. And if someone asks me to help with a project or service, I am quick to say yes. So much of my life with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA) requires me…
My younger brother, Kevan, and I were both diagnosed at a young age with SMA, so we grew up with power wheelchairs and powerful imaginations. We lived most of our childhood in our own pretend play world, where we could be spies, horse farmers, and baseball players; we…
For the past two years, my friend Pam and I have attended Night to Shine, a special prom event held in cities around the world on the same night, created by the Tim Tebow Foundation to celebrate and honor people with disabilities. This year it takes place on Feb.
“Are you kidding me?!” Mandy’s wide eyes and dropped jaw expressed her genuine shock. Chelsea and I were discussing our recent frustrations with inefficiency and a lack of dignity in disability services, such as hospital care, wheelchair repair, and insurance policies. Chelsea chuckled, and I shrugged my shoulders. Nope, we’re…
This January has been exceptionally and brutally cold! As a summer girl, a sun chaser, and an adult with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), there are so many reasons why winter is my least favorite season. The cold tightens my muscles, it is all too easy for me to get…
When you live many years with a disability like spinal muscular atrophy (SMA), as I have, you get used to pain and discomfort being a part of your life. My pain isn’t as severe as that of some people I know, so I’ve never needed long-term treatment for…
I recently returned home from a seven-week holiday at my parents’ house. It’s become my annual tradition, and for a lot of reasons. It gives me a good chunk of quality time with my family, and the weather in the South is usually at least 10 degrees warmer than it…
“How did your parents do it?” People have asked me this many times over the years. It usually comes up when they learn of some aspect of my independence, an accomplishment, or something else that impresses them about the way I live my life in a wheelchair with spinal…
