Well, Katie and I have twenty five days to move. Our finances will be running short, perhaps too short to move, so I find myself forced to look to the world for help.
To that end, I have set up a YouCaring fundraiser to help us move into a place that can accommodate our family, and, especially, my disability. I will be posting frequent updates here and on YouCaring about our search and move.
Even if you cannot help financially, please spread this plea far and wide.
Thanks!
https://www.youcaring.com/help-a-neighbor/disabled-and-have-to-move/85539
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
The double edged sword of "What If?"
One of the common things for people to do in situations that they don't want to be in is to play the "What if?" game.
What if I did X differently?
What if I did not do Y?
It is an important part of the human condition to examine what happens to you and learn from it, but, like with most of the human experience, it does have two sides.
One can be paralyzed with longing to change the past, or to figure out what one did wrong when there really wasn't anything that one did wrong.
Take, for example, October 24th, 1999.
My wife at the time and I were driving west on Washington Street in Indianapolis, intending to drive around 465 and talk after my birthday dinner at The Spaghetti Factory.
We stopped at a red light, and Cynthia looked up in time to see a truck not slowing down behind us. She took her foot off the brake and the truck hit us going about forty miles an hour. My seat collapsed, and my ex-wife smartly hit the brakes again before we were pushed into traffic.
I really think this was the event that breached my blood/brain barrier and began my MS.
However, after thinking about it a lot, there was really nothing I could have done to prevent it. I didn't do anything wrong. Cynthia probably saved our lives with he brake pedal trick, and the guy was drunk, which had nothing to do with either of us.
That does not make me think how it could have been different.
Rather than entertain fruitless wishing, I've moved past it. I am where I am. Now, where do I go from here?
What if I did X differently?
What if I did not do Y?
It is an important part of the human condition to examine what happens to you and learn from it, but, like with most of the human experience, it does have two sides.
One can be paralyzed with longing to change the past, or to figure out what one did wrong when there really wasn't anything that one did wrong.
Take, for example, October 24th, 1999.
My wife at the time and I were driving west on Washington Street in Indianapolis, intending to drive around 465 and talk after my birthday dinner at The Spaghetti Factory.
We stopped at a red light, and Cynthia looked up in time to see a truck not slowing down behind us. She took her foot off the brake and the truck hit us going about forty miles an hour. My seat collapsed, and my ex-wife smartly hit the brakes again before we were pushed into traffic.
I really think this was the event that breached my blood/brain barrier and began my MS.
However, after thinking about it a lot, there was really nothing I could have done to prevent it. I didn't do anything wrong. Cynthia probably saved our lives with he brake pedal trick, and the guy was drunk, which had nothing to do with either of us.
That does not make me think how it could have been different.
Rather than entertain fruitless wishing, I've moved past it. I am where I am. Now, where do I go from here?
Monday, September 2, 2013
I find myself with a desire to blog again, so, here I am.
I am a game developer and father and husband and atheist and liberal and person with Multiple Sclerosis and Lego sculptor and writer living in my own little world in Indianapolis, Indiana.
Enough about me. On to stuff about me.
This will be a space for science fiction, musings on reality, news, events, health updates, and geekiness.
Get ready. Duct tape your socks on. No, I won't blow them off, I just want to see you do it, you silly person.
Here's a big bunny.
I am a game developer and father and husband and atheist and liberal and person with Multiple Sclerosis and Lego sculptor and writer living in my own little world in Indianapolis, Indiana.
Enough about me. On to stuff about me.
This will be a space for science fiction, musings on reality, news, events, health updates, and geekiness.
Get ready. Duct tape your socks on. No, I won't blow them off, I just want to see you do it, you silly person.
Here's a big bunny.
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