Adaptive Paddleboarding!

Amy Saffell
Brian and Amy, ready to go!
A few years ago, I heard about adaptive paddleboarding on The Today Show, and I was immediately intrigued! The Onit Ability Board was designed for people who use wheelchairs to be able to paddleboard while sitting in a wheelchair, affixed to a paddleboard. Simply transfer from your chair to the all-terrain surf chair with a locking mechanism attached, wheel on to the paddleboard, and away you go. I love being ON water, but not so much IN water, so it looked like something that I would really enjoy. The only problem was that it was gaining popularity in coastal areas, not in landlocked Tennessee where I live, even though we have a plethora of lakes and rivers. 

Fast forward to this spring, when I heard from a friend that there was an adaptive paddleboard instructor, teaching on a calm section of a local river in Atlanta, with an Onit Ability Board. He was looking to get the word out and get more people paddling. I jumped at the chance and planned a trip for a group of high schoolers that I work with through ABLE Youth, a local wheelchair sports and independence group, another one of our ABLE Youth staff members, who is a wheelchair user, and me. I knew that none of the students had ever paddleboarded either, and I was excited for all of us to be introduced to a new water sport.

Turning Loneliness into Passion

By Louise Sertsis 

Sitting recalling events from a lifelong passed, I wonder how life became so cold, almost unbearable. My words and thoughts are rarely heard by others. Only by writing, can I feel truly free without judgment or criticism. Pity was neither welcomed nor needed, only a familiar face that was a close friend. Long days and even longer nights, have allowed me to reflect on memories of happier times.

I had an abundance of friends, was fearless in groups, and always ready to meet new people. You never anticipate the loss of a personality trait, the realization of your new reality leaves bewilderment and fear.  Fear of never regaining the zest for life and confidence once held, wondering if and when communication and laughter would flow so effortlessly and meaningfully as before. The ability to connect with others seems daunting even impossible. I struggle daily to convey my thoughts verbally, as I'm ashamed of this fearful, feeble, weak person I've become. Unrecognizable passing time until I'm reborn, and ready to start living! Self-acceptance was never my strong suit, but I'm trying.

All of my girlfriends are mothers now, and busy nurturing their children. I now have phone friends, since most have moved far away.  I've been on long term disability for eleven years now, so meeting new people, and socializing is foreign to me.  For many years I didn't want to leave my house, because I felt so horrible with the devastating effects of Multiple Sclerosis.  Now I feel better than I have in years, and wanting desperately to feel comfortable in social situations.  I feel like I'm the new kid in school, who has zero social skills and drowning in her fears.

A Mom's Protest of Me Before You: #BetterDeadThanDisabled

By Cindy Barnes Kolbe
The author, Cindy with her daughter, Beth
Please note: This piece originally appeared on, a platform for people with disabilities, diseases and mental illnesses to share their stories. We are reprinting with their permission.
A disturbing hashtag is circulating on Twitter: #BetterDeadThanDisabled. A closer look
 identifies the tag as a protest of the Me Before You movie that opens 
June 3. It is based on the fiction book by JoJo Moyes with the same title. The
 main characters are Lou, a young woman who can’t believe that she is 
falling for a man in a wheelchair, and Will, the other half of the love 
connection. He decides to end his life when a spinal cord injury leaves him 
quadriplegic, with all four limbs impaired.             

The disability community is diverse, yet it appears 
to be united in the condemnation of Me Before You on social media. I
 hate the book, too, but for more than the obvious reason. Not only because 
it portrays a life with quadriplegia as tragic—though my youngest daughter is a
 quad and one of the happiest people I know. Not because of assisted
 suicide—because I support the option in cases of prolonged, unbearable pain.
 Here’s my biggest problem with Me Before You: Will is not in unrelenting
 agony. On the contrary, he falls in love and is loved in return. Outside of
 bestselling books and Hollywood movies, real people with strong, positive
 connections rarely choose to die, quadriplegic or not.
“Those who have a ‘why’ to live, can bear with almost any ‘how’.”  Viktor
 Frankl wrote this passage in Man’s Search for Meaning. He
 describes prisoners in Nazi concentration camps who found a sense of purpose through
 selfless acts to lighten someone else’s load, despite brutal conditions. However, the opposite is also true. The same sense of purpose can elude us in the best
 of times. Regardless, connections always matter.