I’ve stopped driving. Funnily, or not, the impetus happened one day when I almost didn’t stop. I was heading towards the turnoff out of Quaama onto the Princes Highway, saw a car coming from the north, went to brake… no response. Went to brake again… still rolling down towards the highway. Looked down to check…
Category: MS and life
Does my brain look small in this?
I was crossing the Princes Highway the other day on my mobility scooter, opposite the south exit to Quaama, my village. The speed limit on the highway there is 100kph. But I have a big, all-terrain scooter which can do 15kph on the flat, and the highway is only two lanes, and there’s good visibility…
I get a lot of compliments
I get a lot of compliments. It all started when I got a walking stick. “What a lovely cardigan!” “Oh, thanks!” Nice, I thought. What a nice person. I should be like that, handing out compliments like flowers to strangers. But then they started coming thick and fast, and it hit me: it’s the stick!…
On walking
I used to be a fast walker. The men I walked with had to ask me to slow down. I left everyone in my wake. One day in 2001 as I crossed Church St in Bega, striding out across the old cobblestone gutter and onto the blacktop in my jeans and shirt and RM Williams…