I Could Have Danced All Night
 
    
I think my sister was ready to hide her head in embarrassment. But I didn't care. I was determined that my parents were going to have a good time at the party, and if it meant making a fool out of myself, so be it. When the music started I started dancing
    
A Dark Night, A Quiet Road, and a Few Steps ...
 
    
This story is an excerpt from the book "Ability Lane - Disability History, Culture, Care and Experience" by Tom Weiss, and is reprinted with his permission:

His nickname was, “Cheech,” and he was in an advanced stage of Multiple Sclerosis. I had been pro
    
The Diaper Dilemma
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I never dreamed I would ever find myself struggling with an 80 year old man to keep him from getting out of bed. Lo and behold that's exactly the situation that I found myself in a few weeks ago.

He had been begging the nurses to let him out of his hos
    
Play It Again, Sam
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Without a doubt Sam was the most memorable character that I met during my father’s last hospital stay. I found it rather peculiar that no one came to visit him the entire time he was hospitalized. A cheerful chap full of stories, he could go on for hours roun
    
A Commentary on Society
 
    
There's always a rush to see who can get into the elevator first at the nursing home. It's survival of the fittest at its best or worst, and bears a close resemblance to bumper cars played with wheelchairs. So when the elevator arrived and my opponent sta



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