A Daily Disabled Life
“Ian, you really need to pick your nose,” I said, as I started doing it for him. He pulled his head away.
“Thatʼs weird and gross,” he said.
Iʼll admit it — that is weird and gross that I would willingly help Ian in that way. But when youʼre used to doing everything for someone, that action is nothing.
Ian says that itʼs how much I love him that makes me do weird things like that. I canʼt say that I would do it if he were healthy, though. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
A Daily Life
Weʼre not sure what our life would look like if Ian could walk, or drive himself to work, or put his socks on. Sometimes I let myself imagine what it would be like to see…