Let me start off by saying this is a milestone, and one of many more to come. This post is the 100th since the inception of this blog. I and others have written about my progress since the accident. I have written a lot about the ups and downs that I have encountered. I have been very open and honest about my journey. I have found this blog very therapeutic for me. I hope to continue this blog for a long time to come. I hope all of you are around and reading this blog when I get to 200, 500, and 1,000. All of you out there in Internet land deserve a big thanks too. Many of have written in and made some very inspirational thoughts. Many of the comments have helped me and made me stronger. So…thank you.
After the big push to get things done while mom was here, I decided to relax and rest. I did get out and visit Best Buy, which I always enjoy. I really don’t have a need for most of what is sold there, but it is fun to look at the big televisions. While I was there, a photographer asked a salesperson and I to be photographed for a story about Best Buy. When I left, I called my reporter brother (Phill) in Texas to keep his eyes out for a story about the store. Two hours later he said he found the story and me in the AP wire. So, keep your eyes out for a story about Best Buy, because you just may see good ole’ Joel in the picture. Below, Phill found the picture of me on the Internet. click on the last word of Phill’s post below mine. I look great.
A couple of days ago, I had the opportunity to see Al Gore speak on the ASU campus. It was very similar to the presentation given in his movie. The best part of the story was, we were four rows back! I could see the sweat on Al’s forehead. Without getting into a long discussion on the topic I was really humbled to hear what he had to say. If you haven’t seen the movie “An Inconvenient Truth”, I would recommend it. All of us need to do something. I will post a picture of him when I get a chance.
The other day while I was out I had an encounter that really caught my attention. I had to get through a door and it took a bit to get through it. There was this nice lady there as well. As I was getting through the door I was slowed a bit. She noticed me as I was getting through the door. Before I go further; me getting through some doors sometimes looks like I am struggling, but I am not. So going back, I was getting through this door she felt the need to help me and open the door for me. I nicely let her know that I was alright and I didn’t need help, at least I think I said it nicely. I did not know the exact words she said back to me, but it was like she didn’t hear me. I can’t count the number of times that I was at a door and someone helped me and I let them know I was ok and they continue to help me. It is like that since I am in a wheelchair that I must need help. I have become frustrated by the fact that everywhere I go people feel need to open doors for me. I will be the first to admit that I am a bit sensitive about this issue, but I just wish that when someone tries to help me; that when I say I am ok they hear me and continue with what they were doing. I guess that people just what to help and I do appreciate that though. But opening doors for me doesn’t help me.