posted on October 1, 2009 - 3:26pm
When I was 12 years old, I received a diagnosis of Friedreich’s ataxia (FA), a rare neuromuscular disease. That’s also the year I met Ms. Wheelchair Maryland and started to dream of entering the Ms. Wheelchair pageant. But that goal quickly was overshadowed by the usual adolescent things.
posted on July 1, 2008 - 3:01pm
QUEST Vol. 15, No. 4
Letters to the editor discuss overcoming obstacles, facing everyday difficulties, and sleepiness and the drug Provigil.
posted on May 1, 2008 - 9:47am
QUEST Vol. 15, No. 3
Wish granted

Making it work

posted on May 1, 2007 - 4:56pm
QUEST Vol. 14, No. 3
We all know how valuable service dogs are to people with disabilities, but service dog training organizations often overlook the needs of one important subgroup: children.

Helping children understand their diagnoses

posted on July 1, 2006 - 2:23pm
QUEST Vol. 13, No. 4
Joanne Wechsler remembers when she first formally told her preschool-age son Adam that he “had muscular dystrophy.” “I don’t have that!” he protested loudly. “I don’t have muscular dystrophy!”
posted on March 1, 2005 - 11:42am
"Don’t worry, Chris. Someday you’ll meet someone who’ll look past the wheelchair and see the real you." These words of consolation were uttered by one of my best friends, in the middle of a sleepless night during my sophomore year in college, in the wake of my being turned down for a date by the current "girl of my dreams." These words were ones of kindness, of compassion, of encouragement,...