We Need To Be More Accepting And Compassionate Of Others

Like the title says, we need to be more accepting and compassionate of others. This is especially true of those of us that happen to be disabled or handicapped, either from birth, from an illness, or from some sort of accident.

As those of you that have read some of my blogs may already know, I am disabled due to an illness as well as numerous orthopedic problems. For a very good summation of when the disability started, please read the blog of March 5, 2016 titled “There Is Almost Always Someone Worse Off Than You”. Below you will find a picture of what I looked like when I worked, before I lost my job for being too disabled, and having to have too many surgeries.

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One of my best friends was born with a condition called arthrogryposis as well as having spina bifida. He is unable to bend his arms, his legs, or his hands, and can only slightly bend his fingers. He can move his fingers enough to do computer work. As a matter of fact, he is a genius when it comes to computers. Below is a picture of Vladimir and his girlfriend Kalin.

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There is one very famous little boy, that people all over the world know, that is disabled due to an accident, and his name is Tripp Halstead. On Sept. 11, 2010, Tripp Hughes Halstead was born. He was injured by a tree limb falling out of a tree and hitting him in his head on the morning of Oct. 29, 2012.  He was not expected to survive the night. I have been following him since about the first or second week after his accident. Below is a picture of Tripp before the accident. he was such a smart, sweet little boy that everywhere that he went people would come to be with him.Tripp Before Accident

The next picture was right after the accident when he was in the hospital, right after his initial surgery and not expected to live. Nothing like the vivacious little boy above.Tripp After Accident and Surgery

This next picture is of how Tripp used to be right after he was discharged from the hospital to finally go back home. These were his stiff and expressionless days.

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The next picture is of Tripp now days. He still cannot do much more that have awesome facial expressions and try his hardest to move his arms and legs and to talk. He has come so far. It is just amazing. But he still has a long way to go. However, he is alive and he is happy most of the time. The two pictures bellow show some of his facial expressions.

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Everyday he makes great strides in his alertness and his overall personality. Tripp is really a trooper. Nobody knows how much more he will progress, but he has already surpassed any expectations that anybody had after his accident. He is truly a miracle little boy. He tries so hard to talk, and his laugh is contagious. He just keeps progressing more and more everyday. Below is a picture of Trip with his Mom and Dada in a special article that was done on him. To read the complete article go to http://bit.ly/1QKBoDa

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My purpose in doing this article is to point out how many different ways there are that someone can become disabled or handicapped. Society needs to stop treating us like we are third class citizens and don’t deserve to even exist on this earth. My friend has helped so many people with their computers that there is absolutely no way to keep count of them. I went back to school pulling oxygen tanks and wearing a face mask. I started work looking like the picture above. All of us handicapped or disabled people fight everyday just to be able to enjoy things that most people take for granted every day of their lives. We do matter, much to some people’s dismay.

I may be wrong in my thinking, but every time somebody treats me badly or doesn’t wait long enough for me to cross the street, because the walk sign has already changed, I wish that they would have to be in a wheelchair for a few days and see just what it’s like for us. I can almost guarantee that once someone that is so call it normal ends up in a wheelchair, they will think and act quite differently from what they currently act.

There is a story that I think about every time I hear someone talk about not being able to deal with the limitations of a disabled or handicapped person. The story goes something like this: One day a disabled veteran had finally been returned to the states after a lengthy recovery form injuries received during the war. Not wanting his parents to welcome him home just because he was their son, he called them first. He went on to describe his “best friend” that needed a place to stay until he could get back on his feet. He started out by saying that the friend had night terrors and would sometimes cry and scream out in the night. His parents said that theat was OK, and that they would let him stay in the bedroom further-est away from them so his screaming would not bother anybody. The son went on to say that he had only one arm and would need help with being fed. Once again, his parents said that there would be no problem with them helping to feed him. Then came the last straw. He told them that he had no legs and had to use the bathroom in his bed or else someone had to carry him to the bathroom and physically put him on the toilet. At that point his parents said that they could not handle that. He told their son that they were sorry, but that his friend would have to find some place else to stay, that he could not stay with them. They said that it would be hard enough for him, their son, to get used to being back home and having to deal with the PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) that everybody was talking about all of the returning servicemen having to deal with. At that point the son said OK, that he understood what they were saying. Just a few hours later there came a knock at the parents door. It was the local police. They told the parents that they had found a serviceman in a phone booth that had only one arm and no legs. He had blown his head off. Unfortunately the police said that the ID was that of their son. At that point the Mother passed out. She realized that the son was feeling them out asking them about accepting the friend when it was actually him that he was talking about. He did not want to be a burden on them.

Please take the story to heart. You never know when the handicap or disability may happen to a loved one or even yourself. Learn to be more accepting and compassionate to the disabled or handicapped people that you come upon.

 

 

 

 

Update on Tripp Halstead 9/26/2014

Stacy; My poor buddy is having a rough night. I really think he needs to just go to the bathroom. He hasn’t gone since we started food instead of formula. And he threw up tonight. So we both had to take another shower. Poor thing. I am giving him some miralax and hoping that will help but in the meantime I am siting here just staring at his perfect face. He looks so much like Halstead. I could not be more proud of my two guys. I talk about Tripp every day and everyone knows how proud I am of him, so Now I am going to talk a little about Bill. (Sometimes I call Bill “Halstead” and sometimes Bill. No rhyme or reason and now Mr. Ironman) Bill is such an amazing daddy and husband. He is 35 yrs old. (I am a cougar at 37) He has been a husband for seven years and a daddy for four. He has worked at Lowes home improvement since the day we met. Always a provider. And always so handsome. I was first attracted to his smile and his awesome style. He always looked good. (Of course that was when he was single and had money to spend on nice clothes lol) And I swear that boy smiled all the time. It was a permanent fixture on his face. When I would see him out at a party or bar, He was never the drunk one or loud one or obnoxious one. Everyone that I met only had great things to say about him. (And of course everyone only had great things to say about me, I was ALWAYS the DD and to this day, I don’t curse, and I don’t think anyone has ever called me obnoxious. To my face anyway. Ha ha) So I think we were meant to be. We are very different in certain ways. I am extremely emotional (as if you guys couldn’t tell) and not the sharpest tool in the shed. Just being honest. Bill is much more logical and very intelligent. I hate watching Jeopardy with him. Super annoying. But he so compassionate. He would do anything for anyone. He was certainly my rock during all this with Tripp. I remember sobbing and collapsing in the bathroom at the hospital and saying if Tripp didn’t live, I didn’t want to live. He took me in his arms, took my face in his hands, looked me in the eye and told me that we have to be strong for our baby boy and we can get through this together, we can get through anything together. I will never forget that moment. I still have moments of heart breaking agony and he still takes me in his arms and makes everything right. Our marriage is not perfect by any means. We fight about stupid stuff like everyone else. “What is so hard about putting your plate in the dishwasher instead of setting it beside the dishwasher? Really, you are going to leave your dirty snot rag on the coffee table? Why do you hit the snooze 5 times before getting up so I have to wake up 5 times?” The list goes on. Notice these are all things Bill does. I do not want to see his list of annoying things I do. Lol What Bill? You said Zero. Thanks babe. Ha ha We also laugh all the time together. We love watching the same episodes of The Office over and over and laughing at the same parts. We watch silly YouTube videos together and we love to just be together and snuggle. Well.. I might love snuggling a little more but he is a good sport. But what I love most about him is his heart. Through our tragedy, We have both become better people. You all reached out to us in our darkest hour. You helped us survive this horrific even that happened to our family. Our perfect extremely active little boy is now a severely brain damaged child that is classified Special needs. This is a whole new world to us and we want to help other families like ours. It is extremely scary and you feel lost. You need help and prayers and support. For example, I am sitting here in my recliner totally focused on my baby. I am not worried about going to work tomorrow and dealing with all that stress and one of the reasons I am able to do this is because of the money you guys donated to RIDE to GIVE to keep me at home and the money you donated to Sunshine on a Ranney Day so I could have this Handicap assessible home to be able to take the best care of Tripp. We are so appreciative that we want to give back and help other families and that is the reason Bill decided to do an Ironman Race. This Sunday he is going to swim 2.4 miles! Then Bike 112 miles! Then run 26.2 miles for charity. Has to finish in 17 hours or be disqualified. He has been training every day for almost a year. I told you he was amazing. He was able to balance work, taking care of Tripp, taking care of me and train for this all while remaining positive and smiley. You guys have helped him raise 17,000 dollars for charity but he is not satisfied. He has put so much time and effort into getting ready for this race, he wants to raise even more money for charity. I told him 20,000 was a very realistic and amazing goal. We have 2 more days to do this! I know we can. Here is his link. https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/0adZ7/ab/61eX82
A follower once told me, if you don’t ask you don’t give us a chance to help. So I am asking.
I cry every time I think of Bill swimming, biking, and running for the children that can’t do these things. Makes me fall in love with him even more. Thank you in advance for supporting my amazing husband. Bill is already in Chattanooga TN and Tripp and I are headed there first thing in the morning. Baby, I am so extremely proud of you. You have no idea! Tripp and I love you so much. See you soon!
Thank you guys for all your prayers and support. We love you all!!!https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/0adZ7/ab/61eX82
The bottom three pictures are right after the accident, in therapy and then recently.

Stacy; My poor buddy is having a rough night. I really think he needs to just go to the bathroom. He hasn't gone since we started food instead of formula. And he threw up tonight. So we both had to take another shower. Poor thing. I am giving him some miralax and hoping that will help but in the meantime I am siting here just staring at his perfect face. He looks so much like Halstead. I could not be more proud of my two guys. I talk about Tripp every day and everyone knows how proud I am of him, so Now I am going to talk a little about Bill. (Sometimes I call Bill "Halstead" and sometimes Bill. No rhyme or reason and now Mr. Ironman) Bill is such an amazing daddy and husband. He is 35 yrs old. (I am a cougar at 37) He has been a husband for seven years and a daddy for four. He has worked at Lowes home improvement since the day we met. Always a provider. And always so handsome. I was first attracted to his smile and his awesome style. He always looked good. (Of course that was when he was single and had money to spend on nice clothes lol) And I swear that boy smiled all the time. It was a permanent fixture on his face. When I would see him out at a party or bar, He was never the drunk one or loud one or obnoxious one. Everyone that I met only had great things to say about him. (And of course everyone only had great things to say about me, I was ALWAYS the DD and to this day, I don't curse, and I don't think anyone has ever called me obnoxious. To my face anyway. Ha ha) So I think we were meant to be. We are very different in certain ways. I am extremely emotional (as if you guys couldn't tell) and not the sharpest tool in the shed. Just being honest. Bill is much more logical and very intelligent. I hate watching Jeopardy with him. Super annoying.  But he so compassionate. He would do anything for anyone. He was certainly my rock during all this with Tripp. I remember sobbing and collapsing in the bathroom at the hospital and saying if Tripp didn't live, I didn't want to live. He took me in his arms, took my face in his hands, looked me in the eye and told me that we have to be strong for our baby boy and we can get through this together, we can get through anything together. I will never forget that moment. I still have moments of heart breaking agony and he still takes me in his arms and makes everything right. Our marriage is not perfect by any means. We fight about stupid stuff like everyone else. "What is so hard about putting your plate in the dishwasher instead of setting it beside the dishwasher? Really, you are going to leave your dirty snot rag on the coffee table?  Why do you hit the snooze 5 times before getting up so I have to wake up 5 times?" The list goes on. Notice these are all things Bill does. I do not want to see his list of annoying things I do. Lol What Bill? You said Zero. Thanks babe. Ha ha We also laugh all the time together. We love watching the same episodes of The Office over and over and laughing at the same parts. We watch silly YouTube videos together and we love to just be together and snuggle. Well.. I might love snuggling a little more but he is a good sport. But what I love most about him is his heart. Through our tragedy, We have both become better people. You all reached out to us in our darkest hour. You helped us survive this horrific even that happened to our family. Our perfect extremely active little boy is now a severely brain damaged child that is classified Special needs. This is a whole new world to us and we want to help other families like ours. It is extremely scary and you feel lost. You need help and prayers and support. For example, I am sitting here in my recliner totally focused on my baby. I am not worried about going to work tomorrow and dealing with all that stress and one of the reasons I am able to do this is because of the money you guys donated to RIDE to GIVE to keep me at home and the money you donated to Sunshine on a Ranney Day so I could have this Handicap assessible home to be able to take the best care of Tripp. We are so appreciative that we want to give back and help other families and that is the reason Bill decided to do an Ironman Race. This Sunday he is going to swim 2.4 miles! Then Bike 112 miles! Then run 26.2 miles for charity. Has to finish in 17 hours or be disqualified. He has been training every day for almost a year. I told you he was amazing. He was able to balance work, taking care of Tripp, taking care of me and train for this all while remaining positive and smiley. You guys have helped him raise 17,000 dollars for charity but he is not satisfied. He has put so much time and effort into getting ready for this race, he wants to raise even more money for charity. I told him 20,000 was a very realistic and amazing goal. We have 2 more days to do this! I know we can. Here is his link. https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/0adZ7/ab/61eX82
A follower once told me, if you don't ask you don't give us a chance to help. So I am asking. 
I cry every time I think of Bill swimming, biking, and running for the children that can't do these things. Makes me fall in love with him even more. Thank you in advance for supporting my amazing husband. Bill is already in Chattanooga TN and Tripp and I are headed there first thing in the morning. Baby, I am so extremely proud of you. You have no idea! Tripp and I love you so much. See you soon! 
Thank you guys for all your prayers and support. We love you all!!!  https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/0adZ7/ab/61eX82
The bottom three pictures are right after the accident, in therapy and then recently.
Tripp has come so far since his accident, and he continues to progress more and more every day. Praise God for the miracles He is performing in Tripp. I have faith that Tripp will continue to improve. One day, he will be back to himself. he is already smiling most of the time, just like he did before the accident. I love that little fellow and both  of you guys. Love and prayers coming your way.