9th Anniversary

Our trip started off very hectic. It was just one thing after another impeding our progress to Mammoth Mountain to celebrate our 9 year anniversary. We endured the 6 hour trip, with several complications and arrived at our destination. Juniper Springs Lodge was an indulgent, luxury suite at the center of Mammoth Lakes with a slopeside lift to the mountain during the winter season. We found their accommodations outstanding but lacking a roll in shower. This was remedied the next morning when the management figured out we were in the wrong room. 

That morning we prepared to get on the slopes and met up with Zachary Irgish and Larry Holmes from Disabled Sportsof the Eastern Sierra (DSES). I always have a careful mindset whenever we face transfers, wheelchair to bi-ski and bi-ski to wheelchair. Bi-ski to lift and lift to bi-ski to the mountain trails called Broadway. This is where trust and faith intersect. With years of whitewater rafting experience, I learned that most accidents happened on shore not in the water I thought the same thing goes for skiing. These guys put forth an astonishing effort to ensure I was safe while helping me with transfers, ensuring lifts were safe and providing instructions down the mountain. We started with Zachary, the lead adaptive level two instructor, by setting a couple goals:

1.       To have an incredibly fun time.

2.       To improve my skills with the bi-ski

Zachary and Larry finally, after transfers and lifts, got me setup to do my first run. Zachary immediately assessed my skills needing to improve my work on keeping my outriggers on the snow to keep balanced and help with my turns. We hit an auspicious bump and caught a little air. It freaked me out a little bit as we finished the run and Zachary called out instructions. 

On the second day, we met Zach, Larry and Thom. We did a run focusing on keeping my riggers on the snow and everything went well until we hit the bottom and tried to load up on the lift. Larry started the count “3, 2, 1, Lift, ,Oh shit! STOP!!” he called to the lift operator. We ended up in the pit and the lift operator stopped the lift. “So this is what it’s like to end up in the pit.” I thought to myself. “No big deal” I thought as they pushed me back up to the lift area and loaded me back up.

On the third day, I absorbed all the teaching tips from Zachary and put them to use on the bi-ski. Larry noticed my improvement saying, “When we started the first day, you kept your outriggers on the snow 50% of time, now, you kept it up to 90% of the time.” Upon completion of the 3 days of skiing we met both goals we began with. With weather that was stellar each day, we finished with a visit to DSES  main office and visited with the staff. We were privileged to do some Threus Foundation business there by sponsoring a woman with Cerebral Palsy, Lisa Marie. Having a foundation to help the disabled ski is such an honor and made the trip worth it.

Our trip was an outstanding success. Good time was had by all. Mad props to Zachary and Larry for their outstanding help and support. I give all the credit for our trip to a loving God, Jesus Christ.

Sulpher Mountain Trail Wheelchair Friendly

The day started off with a ride with my precious sister, Marie. We arrived at the location about a half hour late but, my sister said a prayer before she left to pick me up. She prayed asking that “We arrive with perfect timing”. We expected that we would have to catch up with the group, being late.

We arrived when the group encountered a problem with opening the entrance gate. We were greeted by my uncle, Lanny Kaufer, the leader of the walk. After warm greetings from Lanny and his wife Rondia we formed a consensus about carrying me over the gate that blocked my entrance in a wheelchair. The very moment I agreed to let them take me over, a car arrived, leaving the trail and opening the gate for us. Perfect timing.

Having Multiple Sclerosis, The weather was perfect. A gentle drizzle and fog that obscured to view. We began our trek with everyone introducing ourselves, taking a couple rolls; Lanny began his talk pointing out plants to avoid like poison oak.

The terrain was a firm ground covered with gravel. I found in difficult to maneuver yet doable with a little extra effort and a person like my sister to help on hills. Our group was more than willing to take a turn pushing me when I needed help.

I  was extraordinarily impressed with Lanny’s knowledge of our local plants and their uses for food and medicine. He possesses the courage to make his other “Herb Walks” accessible for the disabled  with coordination with the Threus Foundation, and taking the time for consideration of other disabled participants regarding future events. This walk is considered Threus Approved.

Mother's Day

To all the special women in my life called Mother’s

Thank you for all of your attention towards children and your attention toward men like children called Husband. Thank you for putting yourself last when you deserve to be put first. Thank you for bringing light in a dark world and smearing your love all over us. Thank you for being there when we really needed you when our backs were up to the wall. Thank you for sharing your wisdom when we needed to hear your voice.  Thank you for everything!!

A day with Ruby!

Ruby, an MD dating my step father, provided me a physical. During our appointment someone entered the office with news the elevator was out. 

 

The adventure begins: You’re on the second floor of an office building and the elevator stops working, if you are in a wheelchair, what do you do?

The first thing I did was pray for help. Ruby called Gary, my step-father to see if he could help. I waited patiently for him to arrive. My wife, Rosanna left to attend to an errand, and would be back in 30 minutes.

Gary arrived and we started to put a plan together to get me down to the first floor. We first started to see if we could go down the steps forward, with the wheelchair, to determine whether or not Gary could bear the load. I was put in an awkward position, having to lean back, in order for Gary to do a test run. Gary immediately said it was a no-go.

We had to think of another way. We stepped back and formed another plan inside the doctor’s office. Having the ability to stand, I proposed that I would stand at the top as Gary moved the wheel chair to the first platform and I would take steps down to the first balcony. Gary added that he could pick me up , in a fireman’s carry, and carry me if I could stand. Rosanna arrived and offered her assistance.

We tried to do the stand to fireman’s carry and being safety orientated in the U.S. Coast Guard, my body wouldn’t cooperate and had to say no-go. My comfort level was sent way out of whack. Standing and throwing myself face-first over Gary’s shoulder wasn’t going to happen.

Rosanna said we should try going down the stairs backwards now that we have two people to help.
In order for us to do that would have to fight my instincts to lean forward. I have had to many encounters of flipping over backwards to control my instincts to lean back, which was required to  get me down the stairs. My feelings of absolute terror flowed through my viens and all of us were at a standstill.

We finally came up with a plan that Rosanna suggested.  A plan that didn’t require me to lean backwards to accomplish our goal. Rosanna offered to have me put my arms over their necks and shoulders and hold up my legs with their free arm. Our first attempt went smoothly but didn’t have the whole thing out, such as where exactly where we are going to carry me to. I yelled “Wheelchair” and they quickly put me back.

Rosanna moved the car to a close location and gave it another shot.

We started out down the stairs in perfect unison on the first set of stairs. As we went for the second set, I felt my body being turned and pulled a little bit but I felt confident with my family supporting me.We could have let this ruin our day but all of us were determined to get this done and we did.

Once,Ttwice, Three Times Your Out

Well another fruitful trip to Mountain High. God blessed us with some overcast weather which kept the snow from being too slushy. We were joined by our instructor Tim and his brother Steve as an assistant. We got started after we received a lift up the mountain to the Adaptive Learning Center in a buggy. We did a quick assessment near their carpet lift to ensure I still had the skills to drive the Bi-ski. It took me a moment to adjust but the skills raced back as we went down the “Bunny” slope. 

 

Tim made a command decision to head to the lifts and he informed us how we were to proceed with him using a snowboard to guide the training. Mountain High is at the cutting edge of adaptive instruction. Normally instructors would use skis and snowboarding while teaching the bi-ski was frowned upon before the technology was available. 

I felt groggy from the early morning and went through the pre-game jitters even though I’ve done this five times this year and always had a great time. Tim was a positive influence on the lesson and his great attitude was evident. Steve was more the quiet, behind the scenes type and always there when you needed him.

We headed up to the “Snowflake” run and started pretty well as I slowly would turn right and left avoiding traffic when I could. We then encountered a portion of the run that flattened out and slowed down. Then all of a sudden BAM, I flipped over on my left. ”What the hell” is what I thought and Tim quickly apologized. He evidently stuck a rail and flopped out himself. One of the drawbacks of that type of instruction in slushy conditions.  We recovered and worked our way back to the beginning of the lift. It’s all good.

We encountered our lift with Steve and Tim alongside. We embraced  my wife, Rosanna, as we departed the lift and stopped to size up the run. I decided to get more speed as we headed down the hill. It’s easier to turn when you have some speed. BAM!! It happened again. I flipped over to the left again. Tim flipped over as well, sticking a rail, apologizing for it happening again. 

I had every reason to be angry but from where I come from if it doesn’t have carnage, it’s not worth doing. Falling is a part of the fun!!! Thank you  Brian, Tim and Steve for an awesome time in the mountains.

Attitude of Gratitude

Attitude is everything especially an attitude of gratitude. These are basic principles that once in fused into consciousness, Will lead toward an enriched and fulfilled life. This brings us into countless blessings and the mental affirmation and feeling of being blessed. When struggling with our emotions, I grew up without a father’s blessing and that brought a deep depression. I had a very selfish, ungrateful attitude. I didn’t learn that everything was a gift and show appropriate appreciation till my accident. 

My gratitude list starts with my life. I give thanks to God for sparing my life. I am determined to live to glory of God! Jesus walked into my life with hands open wide. He guides me each day and meets my needs. When come to each day as a gift my attitude is started each day toward Jesus and what his will is for me. When I was diagnosed with MS, I fell into deep depression to the point of trying to take my own life. What's my point? What do i do. I carry an:

Attitude of Gratitude


I am thankful for every breath and moment i get to spend with God

Jesus said that we are to have life and have it abundantly. You, me, disabled or not. Jesus has a plan and a purpose for each one of us. God works with our weaknesses to show us all how awesome he is. With God everything is working for the better. What an amazing, inspiring message God has for us.