A "Frequent Flyer"

A walking path in my backyard

I began writing this blog post 7 weeks ago, starting with: “I have written each post this year saying that I had just gotten out of the hospital, although I’m happy to report I’ve managed to stay out of there and at home relaxing with Everett. I did have a UTI the week before Labor Day, but thanks to some quick actions of getting on antibiotics, I was able to avoid it.” In my last blog entry, I stated “… I don’t like every entry to be about me being sick or in the hospital.”

Since October of last year, I've been in the hospital 6 times. That's a lot for me and takes a toll on my body physically and mentally. I also need to miss appointments and ABLE because it takes so long for me to recover after a big stay like that. Despite what I wrote, September 23 I went by nonemergency ambulance. After some testing, they found I had case of double pneumonia. I guess I knew the first day that I went in, but soon my oxygen went down to the low 70s even on 5 L of oxygen and I couldn’t maintain it. After that, they had to slowly sedate me to keep me comfortable because I was having high anxiety, trouble sleeping and difficulty maintaining breathing. I was sedated for approximately 4 days.

In the beginning, they gave me 3 Bronchoscopy’s, a CT scan, x-ray and tried 9 separate IV antibiotics until they found a combination of 3 that finally worked. Also, my lungs needed to relax and heal. They also had to monitor me better, so they put me on one of their ventilators. I was even trying to fight their vent (meaning it was giving me 20 breaths per minute, and I was bringing it to 25.)

From the start, it was just baby steps, 1 foot in front of the other (or should I say, one wheel?) Also, since coming home, I’ve been sleeping a lot; something I don’t do enough of. I know now when my body says “sleep,” it usually means that I need to rest and sleep whenever I can. By resting, accepting help from friends and family, and gradual actions to recover, I have the best plan in place to a speedy recovery. There were signs and symptoms that went on right before, that I now realize to be something to watch out for before things get too extreme.

If you’re reading this and live outside of Minnesota, throughout the summer, Canadian wildfire smoke significantly affected the state. The worst air quality was recorded in late July and early August. Some of them were issued for multiple days at a time. I couldn’t go outside when the air was bad because of my asthma and the fact that I’m on a ventilator. I have trouble enough as it is. Not being able to get out of the house is hard enough but when it is more than a week it becomes depressing.

This past spring I started the process of applying for a new wheelchair. I’m eligible for a new one every 5 years and I’ve had mine for 7 years. It’s a long and daunting process, sometimes taking over a year for insurance to cover everything I need. First, I had to have my Dr. write a prescription. Then, I underwent a wheelchair evaluation with a physical therapist aside my medical equipment supplier. Finally, I selected which chair I wanted along with what I needed it to do.

I ordered it to recline, tilt, legs to raise, change drives (making it speed up or slow down, elevate, and other things my wheelchair now can do and more.) Insurance approved everything so far, except for the seat elevation portion. That’s what allows me to raise my chair up and down. It’s easier for people working to reach my height. I appealed it, but I’m just waiting for their decision.

Labor Day weekend my boyfriend Jay visited me from Jacksonville, Florida. We met through my blog. After his T1/T2 spinal cord injury happened in 2019, he was searching for everything related to SCI’s, and that’s when he came across my blog. He made a comment on one of my posts, I responded, then less than a year later, we fell in love and have been together since 2020. We met in person for the first time, Labor Day weekend. He’s coming on Thanksgiving and Christmas too!

Jay and I in my backyard

According to Wikipedia “The Minneapolis Institute of Art (Mia) is an art museum located in Minneapolis, Minnesota, United States. Home to more than 100,000 works of art representing 5,000 years of world history, Mia is one of the largest art museums in the United States. Its permanent collection spans about 5,000 years and represents the world's diverse culture across six continents. The museum has five curatorial areas: Arts of Global Africa, Global Contemporary Art, Asian Art, European Art, and Arts of the Americas.”

I had so much fun! The last time I was at a museum was for a grade school field trip, and I don’t remember any of it. My nurse and I went, just to do something fun besides going outside, out to eat, to the mall etc. There are 3 floors, and we barely made it through one floor, the 2^nd. My favorite painting was (1 of 4) in Vincent van Gogh’s series Olive Trees. This is a photo of me between Claude Monet’s Grainstack (looking at the photo, on the left) and my favorite painting.

Jenni

Here are 2 of my poems:

Expansive Roots

My limbs are rough, full of brown bark

despite not moving by themselves

they may falter in times of trouble

as my presence in the world matters

 

While my cracks show in harsh winds

delving deep into their structure and use

in my trunk’s importance in this world

proving I matter in the ecosystem

 

My roots are an expansive link

embedded in the dirt of Mother Earth

where I feed my self-worth within times

when I’m strongly supported by my presence

 

I am connected to neighboring life forces

stemming out reaching for provision up top

engaging with my family of surrounding trees

to construct a forest of my ancestries

 

With every breath I stretch into the clouds

as my experiences in life are deeply felt

although I have a few tangles to work out

with each year adorned with a new ring

 

My protection is my bark and layers

covering me so you can’t see

any of my tragedy or loss I’ve endured

that comes with being a dead tree

Canadian Wildfires

The city groans as it chokes on dust

exhaling gray, drifting smoke

hazy skies and air-quality alerts

obscuring the sun, covering towns

Like a curtain dropping from the sky

Canadian wildfires pollute Minnesota air,

strangling every tree in sight

spreading freely through dense conifers

A silent hold upon the once crisp atmosphere,

outdoors is forbidden for weeks

difficult to contain, as health is strained

harder for asthmatics to breathe

Embers sweep into drought-stricken fields

delicate lungs copiously cough,

hushing children’s play through the disorder,

as orange flames leave farmers at a loss

Relationships in My Life

According to Merriam-Webster dictionary the definition of a relationship is: "The way in which two or more people or things are connected."

Although there are many people that come and go throughout one’s life, there are some that connect on a deeper level and others that just pass through. In my life I’m fortunate to have many relationships including friends, significant others, family, caregivers, even pets etc. It feels good to have that one person or group you can count on to talk to or be there for you no matter what.

I was once asked if it’s tough to make new friends now that I’m in a wheelchair and a quadriplegic. I think it is difficult sometimes, but it isn't impossible. It seems hard for others to approach someone with a disability because people are afraid of the unknown. I guess I would say that it’s harder to find new friends who are able-bodied versus disabled because I have more in common with someone who has a disability.

I have made many new friends since my accident including past nurses. I also still keep in touch and hang out with friends from before, even ones I’ve had since grade school! It’s great when there are those that are accepting of my situation, especially when it’s someone I meet post accident. That’s why I try to socialize and meet as many people as possible. I want others to know that I’m still me, despite my disability.

Another type of relationship is on a romantic level. I’ve been asked many times about what dating is like for someone in my situation. It seems like a complicated question, but some of the answers aren't any different than from someone who is able bodied. Before meeting my boyfriend Ryan of almost 3 years, I still faced the same obstacles like finding someone who was my type and liked me for who I am. I had ups and downs, faced rejection just like others. I also had to learn that this was okay and I don’t have to settle with just anybody to make me happy.

Ryan and I met on an online dating website called Plenty of Fish. Although he’s been through disability-related situations throughout his life, he understands and accepts me for who I am despite my disability. Ryan is an exceptional guy, and one who has proven his love for me through his actions, affection, care, and trust. He currently works as a CNA helping other people with disabilities in their daily living.

My mom has been there with me through everything. She is always there for me when I need her and takes good care of me. It's hard when she goes away, but I know she needs a break too. I don't know what I would do without her by my side. Two years ago, she was diagnosed with colon cancer and as a result underwent chemo and radiation. That same year she had 2 surgeries. Earlier this year (1 ½ years later) she had to have another surgery to repair damage caused by the chemo and radiation. In November, she’ll have one final surgery.

There are other family members close to me include my dad, sister, and niece. I usually see my dad every other weekend or when he gets a chance to come over. We like to hang out and play games. Sometimes he brings his dog Bailey over. I also have my sister, Kristen and niece Avery who is 4 years old. They live in an apartment nearby, and stop by a couple times a week. It’s nice when I get a chance to see them and hang out. My niece, Avery, likes to be involved with whatever she can, especially helping out with my cares.

Another relationship in my life that I am faced with on a daily basis is having a nurse by my side 24/7. Depending on the person working for me also depends on what type of relationship we have with each other. Some I am closer to than others, especially if they’ve been working for me for a longer period of time. Most of the time the nurse and I have a relationship where we understand each other and have bonded.

It can also get difficult at times having someone by my side all the time. I may get irritated or annoyed with the nurses, but that's only because 12 hours is a long time to spend with one person. Sometimes I just want to be alone with no one in the house, but I know that will never be possible as long as I'm on a ventilator and have a trach. If something were to happen, for example my tubes popping off, they need to be there for me to put them back on so I could breathe. I just have to remember that they are my hands and there to help me.

As far as pet relationships I have my dog Brody who is like my companion dog. Even though he isn’t certified, he still acts like one. His breed is a Chinese Crested Powder Puff and they’re known to be very loyal to their owners. I think that is why he is so in tune to my needs and doesn’t require a lot of direct training, especially when it comes to obedience to me.

Regardless of relationships that may come and go in my life, the one relationship that always remains and never goes away is my relationship with myself. I know if I stay true to who I am and never give up despite what happens, I will persevere and overcome any challenges or obstacles in my way. That being said, my main goal is to live life to its fullest and remain positive for myself and others around me.

Jenni