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I have hit another milestone on my road to recovery after fracturing my ankle on Labor Day 2013: I returned to capoeira class. The significance of that action lies in the fact that a freak accident during a capoeira exercise caused my ankle injury. Several people, all non-capoeiristas, concluded that I would never train capoeira … Continue reading »

As a Meetup organizer, I’ve joined other meetup groups that have interested me, both for the activities and the networking potential. This past Saturday, I met up with other single people who don’t want kids, but one of the tricky twists that made last night wonderful was the presence of two among us who actually … Continue reading »

As I approached the beautiful park where my friends’ wedding reception was held, I briefly worried about finding a close parking space since I was nearly two hours late. Yet, the one silver lining to fracturing my ankle is that I have a handicap placard and there was a handicap place available. I placed my … Continue reading »

Without a doubt, Halloween is my favorite holiday since A. I say that every year around this time and B. I dress up as “someone” at the drop of a hat regardless of the time of the year. This year, I’ve finally linked up with some kindred spirits and made an evening of it. Before … Continue reading »

This first week back to work and without my sister has been both exhilarating and exhausting. I know that there are certain things I must live through in order to get to where I want to be. As I figured, the knee walker was a big hit among my students and colleagues alike. Yet, without … Continue reading »

Usually when a woman in her 40s talks about a shiny new toy, it’s something along the battery-operated, vibrating, adult toy genre. In my case, it’s a knee walker. Just another thing in my collection of walking aids. Unlike the boot and crutches, I’m merely renting this new toy for a month. I anxiously awaited … Continue reading »

The time had finally arrived to repair my fractured fibula.  I’d already become quite good at maneuvering my crutches around my apartment, up the apartment stairs and rolling around my classroom in a wheeled chair–not an actual wheelchair. I’d furiously planned and written two weeks of lesson plans for my science classes and had picked … Continue reading »

So you know you’re recently disabled when a trip to the grocery store becomes an adventurous weekend plan rather than an errand. The best thing about my condition is that I’m expected to make a near 100% recovery–after having a few metal screws surgically implanted into my fractured fibula next Friday. In the meantime, a … Continue reading »

Like my father, I believe in celebrating my birthday for a week, which normally works out beautifully. Yet on Labor Day Monday, I went to a noon time capoeira class and broke my distal fibula while doing a sparring exercise. Ironically, my capoeira teacher had made me switch from the partner I’d wanted to spar … Continue reading »

There are different ways to celebrate the first weekend after surviving the first week of school this Labor Day, but this has been the most fun. One of my friends got a VIP table for the David Bowie Tribute AIDS fundraiser and invited me to be a part of the group I was especially happy … Continue reading »