It's official, I'm a wheelchair user.
My hands bear the marks of traveling far distances. Even though I wear gloves whenever I wheel around I still have distinctive marks:
I have callous built up from between my thumbs and forefingers, extending all the way to the heel of my hand.
I have blisters from where the tires run across my palm.
My thumbs look worn down, as if chiseled away by sandpaper (in reality this is where my thumb rubs across my tires when I'm not paying attention.
It is said you can tell a lot about a person's life from their hands. My story is just a little more obvious than others.
Click the picture for the story of Calypso, the Three Legged Green Sea Turtle, and why she's my symbol
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