A long-term caregiver reveals her secret for survival

posted on October 1, 2010 - 1:50pm
While cleaning a messy drawer, I began to smile and then chuckle at the foolish objects I have kept. When will I ever need a used twisty tie or a bent nail? And then there are the keys that don’t seem to fit anything. Am I just deceiving myself in believing these should be saved? Don’t laugh at me, laugh with me. I believe laughter can change the world, one giggle at a time. Come on, give it a...
posted on October 1, 2009 - 3:13pm
QUEST Vol. 16, No. 4
Both my wife, Sharon, and I took the “in sickness and in health” wedding vow seriously and have been able to keep it very well, even though I’m in a wheelchair and she’s had some back problems. But when we both got a rough case of the flu at the same time and neither of us could help the other, all bets were off.
posted on April 1, 2009 - 10:42am
QUEST Vol. 16, No. 2
During cool spring and fall weather, friends and neighbors gather around Tom’s fire pit down by his lake dock almost every Friday night. Some arrive by car, some by boat and some, meaning me, by wheelchair.
posted on January 1, 2009 - 3:49pm
QUEST Vol. 16, No. 1
Brice Carroll lives in Hot Springs, Ark. He has limb-girdle muscular dystrophy.
posted on November 1, 2008 - 10:21am
QUEST Vol. 15, No. 6
It was 5 o’clock on a weekday afternoon. I was sitting on the corner of Montrose, a five-lane thoroughfare through downtown Houston, and Sul Ross, a little cross street between West Alabama and Richmond. The class I was taking at the University of St. Thomas had ended for the day, and I was waiting for my faithfully late METRO bus.
posted on July 1, 2008 - 1:51pm
QUEST Vol. 15, No. 4
Brice Carroll, a retired accountant, lives in Hot Springs, Ark. He has limb-girdle muscular dystrophy.

Why does everyone keep saying I’m not in my right mind?

posted on March 1, 2008 - 4:03pm
QUEST Vol. 15, No. 2
The plan was for my wife and me to take the narrow, two-lane blacktop road that deadends onto Utah’s Bonneville Salt Flats. Then leave the end of the blacktop road just before dark, drive a few miles off across the salt flats until night fell, then turn around and head back home.

What doesn’t kill you makes you laugh really hard

posted on January 1, 2008 - 3:04pm
QUEST Vol. 15, No. 1
Early on, the Brothers Burcaw discovered the myriad sporting opportunities Shane’s power chair offered.