It’s been a while & a crazy summer!

Tuesday, I was getting out of my elevator, when my bell that I use to call for help (it’s velcroed to my chair) fell. I used another bell to call for help, & went back in my elevator, looking for my bell. Apparently, it fell on my footrest, which is why I couldn’t find it, so when help came, I was reprimanded for not getting out of the elevator, & then letting them retrieve the bell from my footrest.

Normally, I can’t explain myself, so I just have to deal w/someone misunderstanding my behaviors & feeling frustrated w/me. But this time I said, “I didn’t know where it was!” & the person immediately apologized & hugged me!

Such a small, stupid incident, but it meant so much to me! I have had a few of these kind of incidences lately &, just as there was a jump in my quality of communication when I went from blinking to ASL/signing, I am starting to feel it again, & I can’t tell u the joy it brings me!

As I told a friend who was helping me w/a problem recently: “I tend to try to make possible what appears impossible. Sometimes it works, & sometimes I have 2 wait & be patient until the impossible works. I waited 10 years to talk, so I think I can wait (for more)!”