I am thankful for:
Alexa, who turns on my lights and tells me the weather, when I can barely get my eyes open in the morning;
the super-poles, without which transfers would not be possible safely and on my own;
the myrbetric drug, that allows me to not have to use the bathroom every 20 minutes;
my adjustable bed, which I can use as both a bed and a desk;
my insurance that pays for my aides and motorized wheelchair;
my job that gives me a reason to get up in the mornings;
my cat that will give me a cuddle even when my 2 teenage daughters act like their dad/my ex-husband;
the monthly glass of wine when shit hits the fan, the CBD oil from Charlotte’s web [ when i can’t sleep];
the epidural injections, from my pain doctor, that make my spasms bearable while improving my voice…
and the aides and PTs and STs and that one OT who showed my a trick to get out of bed…
and the occasional friend [I have only a handful who are ver busy but are really excellent people] or an extended family member [I don’t have many at all] that will add cheer to my day.