Ronee' shares aother entry in her brand new journal.
Saturday, October 23, 2004~
Dear Journal~
This is your friend, Ronee' Le-Anne Reaux, again. Today is a better day; I still feel like heck, and am still in a great amount of pain; but such as life when one has a flare. I just have to get used to it, and know that I will be over it in a few days. At least I didn't have to go to the hospital this time; last time I had a flare (almost a week and a half ago, as a matter of fact), I had to go to the E.R. to get a shot to stop the pain coarsing through my body; the pain was that bad. The pain is pretty intense this time, too, but I didn't have to go to the hospital, and for that I am VERY glad of!
I am still lying around in bed, with my kitty, "Cajun", lying right beside me. Her warm little furry body feels good against my achy breaky joints, and she is purring up a storm: she sounds like a little motorboat. My kitty is so cute; I wish I could tell you how much I love her! She is my best friend, and she is always there to cheer me up when I am having a bad day or am sick; she is very good at that! She does things to make me laugh, and when she meows at me it almost sounds like she is holding a conversation with me. It is absolutely aDORable!
I wish I could have gone to school; I know I will have tons of homework out the rear when I get back! I bet Mr. Gee is mad that I missed so much school as of late, but it isn't my fault; it's my stupid arthritis' fault! I HATE missing school; and I HATE not being with my friends, especially Nicole!
I have known Nicole Aldape since she was seven; we met at Camp SteppingStone, which is a camp for kids with arthritis, and during the summer, we have one week of fun and camp-filled excitement to make us forget of our pain or disabilities; it is held in August, and we always have the best time. It is put on by the local chapter of the Arthritis Foundation, and I have gone there since I was six-and-a-half. Nicole and I have been the best of friends ever since.
As I told you yesterday, I happen to be physically disabled. I walk with the aid of Lofstrand (forearm) crutches and leg braces, or I use a wheelchair if I am having an awful lot of pain or if I have to go long distances (like if I go to school or to Wal*Mart or to the fair, something like that). I usually manage pretty well, but I still hate it when people stare at me or make comments. It's like they think I am not even there, but I hear their comments, and it makes me mad! I also hate it when they look at me like I am some type of yucky bug, and I hate it when they think that just because my body is disabled, then my brain is too, and they treat me like a two-year-old instead of like the nearly-twelve-year-old kid I really am! I get so mad and so frustrated at people sometimes I wish I could just smack them one with my sticks or buzz their toes with my wheelchair! That'd teach them a thing or two on how to treat us people with disabilities! I may be disabled, and I may not get around as well as most people, but STUPID is ONE thing I am NOT! I happen to be VERY smart!! I also have asthma and allergies, but as I get older, that is getting to be less of a problem for me. But I still can have an attack when I least expect it, which is why I still have to be careful.
I will write more later; I have to use the potty. The only bad thing is I have to have my kitty to move, so I can get my crutches and get out of bed! I know she will NOT be happy about THAT! But what to do when I have to go pee?
Bye for now!
~Love, your friend, Ronee' Le-Anne Reaux, aged 11 1/2. :D
P.S.: My kitty looks a lot like the one in the picture; she is too aDORable!
I have a lot to say to people that make comments to the disabled. The drawing of the cat reminds me of Miss Kitty who was born on my birthday. Well done
Edie Batstone's first book of colourful picture poems invites us to jump into a child's world of wonder and possibility, just as a child jumps into a puddle - knowing only that it seems like a good idea at the time! Join her on this journey of disco
Saturday, October 23, 2004~
