The other day, I was enjoying a walk, feeling great, then this evening - a fall in the parking lot outside our building. Yet another 'successful' fall with no real injuries, just what seems like a lightly sprained index finger. Oddly for me that’s a win! This was just Becker Muscular Dystrophy saying - hello, remember me? Lesson learned today be extra cautions especially on the good days!
Now, I’m well aware that a fall could end badly - and I can imagine a few people asking 'Why didn’t you use your mobility scooter?' Well, here’s the thing - it’s not that simple especially if I am alone. As getting out of my apartment with the scooter is like going through an obstacle course.
There's three manual doors between me and freedom and just to get my scooter outside I need my trusty wooden board, perfectly crafted for a smooth ride over an inconvenient lip at the front entrance. Let’s just say, the concept of accessibility around here is about as common as it was in medieval times. You get the picture, right? Like always I find ways to adapt.
Today, I’m just grateful I walked away with only a few bumps and bruises - like Becker Muscular Dystrophy decided to give me a light slap instead of a full-on smackdown!
Building on the smackdown reference, it got me thinking - what would my wrestling name be? Probably something like "Brad 'The Perseverer' Miller." It’s got a nice ring to it, right? Plus, it pairs perfectly with the title of my book. I just wish I could "Layith the smackdown" on Muscular Dystrophy!
Yes, I grew up watching The Rock (Dwayne Johnson), the man behind that iconic catchphrase. Definitely some great memories!
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