Sunday, August 19, 2012

Crippie Is A Pretty Pretty Princess

Ohai Everybody!

LESS THAN A MONTH UNTIL FANNY IS REMOVED... YAY!!! Today I started practicing walking with my "polio crutches" as my father has lovingly dubbed them. I walked up and down my driveway for about half an hour, varying non and partial weight bearing as I went. Considering I use one crutch every day I didn't think two crutches would be a huge adjustment. Lol, I was ever so wrong. It took me foreeevvvvveeeeerrrrrrr to get down the driveway. My pace picked up eventually, but couldn't help but be reminded of "The Devil Wears Prada" while I was attempting to walk...

I dunno about y'all, but I lurv me some gifs with funny quotes :D

Moving on, I figured I'd answer a cripple question tonight. Well, it's sorta a question anyway. One thing I've noticed is that since my disability is somewhat visible people just assume that I am terribly self-conscious and have no self-esteem. I don't understand this logic. What, just because my body is riddled with tumors I'm supposed to hate it?
Yup, I'm going on a picture spree! Back to the subject, yes MHE has definitely caused some skeletal deformities. My body isn't perfect, but who's is honestly... oh right... NO ONES. I recognize that there are not so fantastic portions of my body, but I'm not emotionally invested in them. Just accept your less than fabulous features and roll with it. My legs aren't great, but I've found pants and longer skirts disguise them. My arms are a wee bit short with some visible tumors on my upper arms, t-shirts fix that problem. I'm the shortest person in my family, meh, apparently that will make me seem younger which will be very much welcome as I get older. I look at my body in the same way I look at life itself, focus on the good parts. For example, I have a tumor right by one of my nails. A little over a year ago that tumor split my nail. Instead of being bummed about having my naturally long nail cracked right down the middle I ran with it and covered that sucker up with nail polish. Actually my hands and my nails are one of my better attributes, so the nail polish highlighted the awesomeness of these features, it also helps down play the tumors on my fingers. 

That's my most recent nail design, can y'all spot the cracked nail? It's the middle finger... damn near impossible to tell, right! When I see this picture I don't focus on my tumors or how my ring finger is crooked, I see my snazzy manicure which I did all by myself. At the end of the day, I can't change my less desirable features... so I accentuate my positive attributes, and I know I have them.

Why yes Regina and everyone who seems so shocked to learn that my self esteem is not in fact down the toilet. I feel like a pretty pretty princess, as should every women. Cause let's face it ladies... whether you're a cripple or a normal we're...

Crippie's Tippie - If a picture is worth a thousand words, then a moving gif is worth a zillion! 

Also, if any of my crippled comrades are also using nail polish to hide split nails and such, check THIS place out, if you join their polish of the month club, use the code COLOR2012 to get your first box for a penny! You can always cancel after that ;)


  1. You are indeed a pretty, pretty princess, with a great sense of style and flair... and you are PETITE, not short! :) In other words, you are fabulous!!!

  2. Crippie's Mom knows what she is talking about. Your nails look fabulous. Wish we lived closer, I'd have you do mine. I'm too shaky to do nails anymore - well, I do attmept it, but it also looks like I'm the one that did it.


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