Category Archives: Limitations

2018 February 4th: Friend Definition, addendum

This “journey” is definitely educational.  I’ve got to extend my definition of “friend” to include people who do not a big deal when my legs go out and then even less of a big deal when I can’t continue to play cards.  They handled it better than I did.

Wow.  That is all I can say.  They made me feel like my disability was just a “thing” and a little one at that.  No drama.  “Oh, you can’t throw cards anymore?  Cards were only part of the evening.  Talking was another part.”

I didn’t want to leave.  I didn’t want to run and hide, ashamed of the wretch my body has become.  It was just a “thing.”

I pray when this world is over, their maker remembers this and says, “Yep, you’re good. Go on.”

Small drops of kindness create a tidal wave of compassion.

I am learning how to lean on friends.

I have friends that I can talk to at 2 am (when they should be sleeping, but I’m glad they don’t).  I have friends that show me the beauty of the world, either painted, photographed or videoed.  I have friends that push me to further my knowledge in my interests. I have friends that keep me in stitches with idiotic memes that touch my heart and tremble my soul. I have friends that become my mother when they have to and stop when no longer needed. I have friends, long passed, that come to me in my dreams and tell me they held their faith to the end, they expect the same from me.

I am undoubtedly leaving some out.  And, for this, I am truly apologetic.  They deserve to be listed and rewarded.

Above all, I have a friend in Christ.  He continues to walk with me (carry me like 98% of the time).

The interesting thing, is that not all my friends consider themselves Christians or even believe in God, or even a higher power.  Diversity is what makes them strong.  They are my warriors. They do battle against this enigmatic wretched disease and put it in its place.

Thank you all, I adore each of you,

Jay C. “Jazzy_J” Theriot

2018 January 20th – To Seminar or Not To Seminar – That is the Question

Normally, this would be an easy answer of “yes.”

Monday, a thief came and violently robbed me.

My wife and I went visit my mother.  I was feeling incredibly well and I wanted to show her how well I was doing.  I didn’t bring a cane, wheelchair anything.

Less than an hour of visiting left me completely debilitated.  I had to get my wife to help me get out of the chair and into the car, which she drove home.

I went from 0 to 100 in no time flat.

My self-confidence is gone.  The event showed me why I was disabled.  I am now scared to leave the house without a safety net.

The soldier in me says power through.  Courage is a person’s willingness to overcome his/her fear.

The human side of me wants so desperately to acknowledge that my arms and legs are on fire and that having a bad day is likely, throw in the towel and do nothing.

I don’t know which side will win.  I have an hour to figure out as I’m supposed to wake my wife to drive me in that time period.

I’ve said before that this disease has many aspects to it.  I just never thought it would be a thief.  I hate thieves and liars.

Thanks and God Bless,

Jay C. Theriot