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A Handicapped Bitch in Recovery!

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

PEOPLE: I´VE FINALLY GOT MY WHEELS!!

NOTE: IF YOU R NOT A REGULAR READER I RECOMMEND TO READ FIRST "THE YEAR OF THE FALL" FROM MY "ESSENTIALS" ON MY LEFT SIDEBAR
You will think I´m crazy... actually, I DO think that most of the time...
The thing is, last friday night my Dad brought me a (wonderfull!) present:
MY OWN WHEELCHAIR!!!!
CREEPY UH? but let me tell you why I was as hapy as I had gotten a new MOUNTAIN BIKE



Everybody´s first impression was horror, yes, they were horrorified at the idea of see me using a wheelchair (even Buddy was shocked) Ok, I can´t walk without help, that´s true, but, I think that face that fact was harder for the people who love me than for me.

Since this started, I jus´t stopped going out, I mean a coffe store, movies, a mall, a park. etc. (remember one of th first thing I did was the whole accesories thing with mom)

A wheelchair brings me the chance to plan a diffrent weekend! not just being locked in my appartment (thing i love.. I´m not complaining... but I live right in the center of everything and I ccouldn´t put my nose out from the building). Even here at my parent´s... i´m indoors all the time... but now... I have WHEELS!!! and I´m so happy.

Here u have some related stuff to laugh about:

IAN ON WHEELS / SATURAY NIGHT- BUDDY´S BRTHDAY

We decided to go out and arranged a meeting with a few friends at RECOLETA (a very fancy neighbourhood of BUENOS AIRES, full of bars, restaurants and expensive stores that nobody can afford). we decided to met in a corner and then start "walking" until we found a good place to stay at.
The picture was: Ian on his wheelchair wearing dark sunglases (at night! because of my doble sight thing) behind me, BUDDY (he´s a model, very tall and incredibly handsome) pulling the chair. then all our friends (they were four, two ladys and a couple) surrounding me, laughing out loud and making car noises while we were trough the crowds trying to find a restaurant.
it was insane. we were calling everybody´s eyes and I was so happy to be back i BA NIGHT. (but on my dark glasses I was like a mix between Penelope Glamour -picture- and Ray Charles! for god´s sake!)

MONDAY AFTRENOON / DOWNTOWN RALLY!!

Manu came home early and asked me: "are you ready for a ride?" And -what was _I thinking????????- I said yes

He took me on a wheelchair ride through CORRIENTES AVENUE (it´s our local Broadway) running and screaming, making formula one noises and scaring people... it was hilariouus.
Thank God there are no traffic tickets for a simple chair!! are thay? oops... I´m so sorry Mr.cop ,,, I´m just a little guy who can´t walk ... aren´t you sorry for me?



OK I´M HAPPY, WHAT THE HELL, before I leave you I would like to share with you all a picture (real) of the souuvenirs i gave to my guest at mty Birthday party(september 25th)
I hope you love them. click here to see them... and don´t panic, you already klnow me enough not to be surprised

I LOVE YOOU!
IAN.
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