Do It Myself Blog – Glenda Watson Hyatt
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items: RFID Cards for Passengers Unable to Tap Fare Cards: Brilliant Solution, Implementation Sucks!
items: Neuroplasticity: What If Brain Damage Need Not Be Permanent?
items: A Dream: Not a Nicety, But a Necessity
items: Forget Making New Year’s Resolutions, Embrace Your Dream – The North Star for Your Life’s Journey
items: Letter to Santa 2016
items: An Accessible Canada Means Canadians with Communication Disabilities Are Heard, Recognized and Valued
items: Daring to Follow a Dream Leads to Deliciously Ironic Employment
items: Move Over Scissors, The Nimble is Cutting It!
items: Optometrist Scores Average on Eye Exam, Patient Enlightens Once Again
items: Letter to Santa 2015

RFID Cards for Passengers Unable to Tap Fare Cards: Brilliant Solution, Implementation Sucks!
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date: 2018-01-27T03:07:05Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Advocacy
description: Prior to TransLink installing the fare gates, people with limited or no hand function did not face a barrier in entering the skytrain stations. As long as they carried Proof of Fare – like all other passengers, they were able to enter the stations – like all other passengers. The addition of the fare gate […]
encoded: Prior to TransLink installing the fare gates, people with limited or no hand function did not face a barrier in entering the skytrain stations. As long as they carried Proof of Fare – like all other passengers, they were able to enter the stations – like all other passengers. The addition of the fare gate meant the addition of a barrier, where one did not exist previously. For some, tapping a card is difficult; for others, impossible. For me, some times it takes two or three taps for the gate to open. After much discussion, research, head scratching and further discussions, a solution has been found: a Radio Frequency ID (RFID) card that opens the gate when the passenger nears. Brilliant! Apparently the first in the world. I’m assuming RFID card also has the capacity to pay the fare; I’m not looking for a free ride. Brilliant solution. However, the current implementation sucks. People requiring this solution to the barrier need to apply for a RFID card. This means completing a form – name, birthdate, contact info, disability, reason why unable to open gate – requiring a medical practioner’s signature. A signature that often comes with a fee. This means TransLink has this personal information about one segment of its customers that is not required from other passengers. Another tiny piece of me to sit in some file, some database, somewhere. The application process also involves an assessment by a TransLink-appointed healthcare professional at a SkyTrain station. I’m guessing to determine whether or not the applicant is able to tap. I’d hope I was having a snazzy day, otherwise I probably will not be eligible for this futuristic card. Imagine if the same implementation was used for elevators – the solution for those unable to use stairs; that people requiring the elevator needed to apply and provide medical documentation. Imagine how fewer people would be using the elevators; only people needing the elevators would be the ones using them. Imagine the less wear and tea…

Neuroplasticity: What If Brain Damage Need Not Be Permanent?
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date: 2017-02-15T04:57:45Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Living with a disability
subject: cerebral palsy
subject: neuroplasticity
description: Yes, that is Montel Williams! At the HealthTech Innovation Hub in Surrey. Please forgive the quality of the photo. The story behind the photo is of much more significance. I will attempt to explain the circuitous journey that brought me to this point. A few months ago, Dad strongly recommended that I read Norman Doidge’s books The Brain That Changes Itself and The Brain’s Way of Healing – both of which explore the field of neuroplasticity. I had heard of neuroplasticity and the possibility of reprogramming one’s brain through Riley Dayne’s The Abundance Factor movie and program and, although intrigued, I had yet to explore deeper. It just hadn’t yet become a priority. However, with Dad’s continued talk about the topic and fall weather upon us, I borrowed Doidge’s second book from the library – thinking that starting with his most current book made the most sense – and curled up in bed and started reading. It isn’t the easiest book to read, perhaps because I am not the fastest and most avid reader; I ended up renewing the book three times. But, fascinating! How scientists, researchers and forward-thinking medical professionals are using light, sound, electrical stimulation, constraint-induced movement therapy and the like to treat conditions that, until now, were thought to be unchangeable; conditions like traumatic brain injuries, Parkinson’s, autism, dyslexia, cerebral palsy and such. As a child I endured years of physio, occupational and speech therapy and several torturous orthopedic surgeries. All were to treat the effects of cerebral palsy, but no one ever treated my “damaged” brain, the root cause of my disability. I received nothing like treatments discussed in this book. The chapter about the PoNS (Portable Neuromodulation Stimulator) – a device used to non-invasively stimulate the nerves in the tongue, two inches from the basal ganglia in the brain — completely enthralled me. I consulted with Google and kept digging. This is when the journey began getting e…
encoded: Yes, that is Montel Williams! At the HealthTech Innovation Hub in Surrey. Please forgive the quality of the photo. The story behind the photo is of much more significance. I will attempt to explain the circuitous journey that brought me to this point. A few months ago, Dad strongly recommended that I read Norman Doidge’s books The Brain That Changes Itself and The Brain’s Way of Healing – both of which explore the field of neuroplasticity. I had heard of neuroplasticity and the possibility of reprogramming one’s brain through Riley Dayne’s The Abundance Factor movie and program and, although intrigued, I had yet to explore deeper. It just hadn’t yet become a priority. However, with Dad’s continued talk about the topic and fall weather upon us, I borrowed Doidge’s second book from the library – thinking that starting with his most current book made the most sense – and curled up in bed and started reading. It isn’t the easiest book to read, perhaps because I am not the fastest and most avid reader; I ended up renewing the book three times. But, fascinating! How scientists, researchers and forward-thinking medical professionals are using light, sound, electrical stimulation, constraint-induced movement therapy and the like to treat conditions that, until now, were thought to be unchangeable; conditions like traumatic brain injuries, Parkinson’s, autism, dyslexia, cerebral palsy and such. As a child I endured years of physio, occupational and speech therapy and several torturous orthopedic surgeries. All were to treat the effects of cerebral palsy, but no one ever treated my “damaged” brain, the root cause of my disability. I received nothing like treatments discussed in this book. The chapter about the PoNS (Portable Neuromodulation Stimulator) – a device used to non-invasively stimulate the nerves in the tongue, two inches from the basal ganglia in the brain — completely enthralled me. I consulted with Google and kept digging. This is when the journey began getting e…

A Dream: Not a Nicety, But a Necessity
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date: 2017-01-24T03:50:48Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Motivation
subject: dreams
description: Fifty-four years ago, in a time marked by with civil unrest, hatred and violence, Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr stood on the steps of Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C., in front of 250,000 people, and passionately declared: I have a dream. He did not declare, “I have a vision.” Nor, “I have a strategy.” Nor, a 13-point plan. Nor, one word for the year as is common in this time of short attention spans and instant gratification. No. Martin Luther King Jr boldly declared he had a dream. A dream that became part of his legacy. At a time eerily similar to today, he started with a dream. Not a luxury nor a nicety, but a necessity – to guide him and his supporters and followers in the work to come. What is your dream? The dream that will, one day, become your legacy.
encoded: Fifty-four years ago, in a time marked by with civil unrest, hatred and violence, Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King Jr stood on the steps of Lincoln Memorial in Washington, D.C., in front of 250,000 people, and passionately declared: I have a dream. He did not declare, “I have a vision.” Nor, “I have a strategy.” Nor, a 13-point plan. Nor, one word for the year as is common in this time of short attention spans and instant gratification. No. Martin Luther King Jr boldly declared he had a dream. A dream that became part of his legacy. At a time eerily similar to today, he started with a dream. Not a luxury nor a nicety, but a necessity – to guide him and his supporters and followers in the work to come. What is your dream? The dream that will, one day, become your legacy. To keep up with my adventures, musings and insights, sign up to receive my future posts via email. If you enjoyed this post, consider buying me a chai tea latte. Thanks kindly.

Forget Making New Year’s Resolutions, Embrace Your Dream – The North Star for Your Life’s Journey
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date: 2016-12-31T07:51:26Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Motivation
subject: dreams
description: Forget making New Year's resolutions that will be broken before all of the holiday bills arrive. Or, choosing the one-word or three-words for the year that will slip your mind when life gets busy or knocks you flat on your butt. Rather, embrace your audacious, true dream that will guide your journey of Life for the next five years, the next decade or the next quarter century. Why a Dream? For thousands of years, humans have relied on the North Star to guide their journeys. Travelers may take side trips or detours, often experiencing unplanned adventures along the way, but that bright light shining from the heavens above always brings them back on course. Our aspirations, our dreams, are our North Star, guiding us through our lives. Although we may waver or stray, achieve other exciting goals, trek on an adventure or two – or even a misadventure – our dream is always present and guides our life’s course, if we are willing to listen, pay attention and follow. Without a dream, we meander and drift through life without a direction. Our dream – like the North Star to the travelers of yesteryear – is not a luxury, but rather a necessity. What, Actually, is a Dream? With so many aspirations, goals and even fantasies swirling around in our heads, how do we know which dream is our true North Star? In my signature talk “Finding Your True Dream, The North Star for Your Life,” I explain in great detail the five elements that make up a dream. (Click on image to enlarge) Briefly, a dream: must be enormous, bold, audacious – keeping in mind that size is relative, what might be audacious for someone might not be so for someone else; contains a minuscule dose of reality – which differentiates a dream from a fantasy, however, on occasion, what is not reality or not possible today might become reality tomorrow thanks to a new technology, discovery, skill or opportunity – making a dream now possible to achieve; presses us to grow and expand way beyond our comfort zones; demands other i…
encoded: Forget making New Year’s resolutions that will be broken before all of the holiday bills arrive. Or, choosing the one-word or three-words for the year that will slip your mind when life gets busy or knocks you flat on your butt. Rather, embrace your audacious, true dream that will guide your journey of Life for the next five years, the next decade or the next quarter century. Why a Dream? For thousands of years, humans have relied on the North Star to guide their journeys. Travelers may take side trips or detours, often experiencing unplanned adventures along the way, but that bright light shining from the heavens above always brings them back on course. Our aspirations, our dreams, are our North Star, guiding us through our lives. Although we may waver or stray, achieve other exciting goals, trek on an adventure or two – or even a misadventure – our dream is always present and guides our life’s course, if we are willing to listen, pay attention and follow. Without a dream, we meander and drift through life without a direction. Our dream – like the North Star to the travelers of yesteryear – is not a luxury, but rather a necessity. What, Actually, is a Dream? With so many aspirations, goals and even fantasies swirling around in our heads, how do we know which dream is our true North Star? In my signature talk “Finding Your True Dream, The North Star for Your Life,” I explain in great detail the five elements that make up a dream. (Click on image to enlarge) Briefly, a dream: must be enormous, bold, audacious – keeping in mind that size is relative, what might be audacious for someone might not be so for someone else; contains a minuscule dose of reality – which differentiates a dream from a fantasy, however, on occasion, what is not reality or not possible today might become reality tomorrow thanks to a new technology, discovery, skill or opportunity – making a dream now possible to achieve; presses us to grow and expand way beyond our comfort zones; demands other i…

Letter to Santa 2016
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date: 2016-12-24T06:53:48Z
creator: Glenda
subject: General
description: Dear Santa, 2016 has been a very strange years; one of those “best of times, worst of times” scenarios. I am saddened by the unrest, hate and destruction that has gripped seemingly much of the world this year. Events and actions that are beyond comprehension. 2016 was also a year of much loss, both of distant celebrities and dear loved ones. Many tears fell this year. On the bright and personal side, I had an amazing year! Less than three short years after receiving a communication app that truly fits my needs, I won the ISAAC 2016 Consumer Lecture Award with my lecture “Finding Your True Dream, The North Star for Your Life's Journey“. That lecture has since become my signature talk because it is so me! I am looking forward to sharing it with many people in the coming year. Santa, I would like to ask for a magical soothing balm that will ease fears, alleviate hate and heal broken hearts. I would love to give such a gift to countless friends and loved ones; surely, your elves can figure out the recipe. And, several paying speaking gigs, too, would be awesome! Wishing you and your reindeers safe travels. Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah. With love from, Glenda
encoded: Dear Santa, 2016 has been a very strange years; one of those “best of times, worst of times” scenarios. I am saddened by the unrest, hate and destruction that has gripped seemingly much of the world this year. Events and actions that are beyond comprehension. 2016 was also a year of much loss, both of distant celebrities and dear loved ones. Many tears fell this year. On the bright and personal side, I had an amazing year! Less than three short years after receiving a communication app that truly fits my needs, I won the ISAAC 2016 Consumer Lecture Award with my lecture “Finding Your True Dream, The North Star for Your Life’s Journey“. That lecture has since become my signature talk because it is so me! I am looking forward to sharing it with many people in the coming year. Santa, I would like to ask for a magical soothing balm that will ease fears, alleviate hate and heal broken hearts. I would love to give such a gift to countless friends and loved ones; surely, your elves can figure out the recipe. And, several paying speaking gigs, too, would be awesome! Wishing you and your reindeers safe travels. Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah. With love from, Glenda If you enjoyed this post, consider buying me a chai tea latte. Thanks kindly.

An Accessible Canada Means Canadians with Communication Disabilities Are Heard, Recognized and Valued
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date: 2016-12-03T03:51:27Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Advocacy
description: [caption id="attachment_2332" align="alignleft" width="350" caption="(Photo credit: @AccessibleGC)"] Minister for Sports and Persons with Disabilities Carla Qualtrough and her team are holding public consultations around the country and gathering thoughts, perspectives and suggestions for the forthcoming Canadians with Disabilities Act, for an #AccessibleCanada for all. Last Saturday, a public consultation session was held in Vancouver, British Columbia. I had the opportunity to share the assumptions, misperceptions and barriers that I face living with a speech disability. Click to listen to my words. (The transcript is below. Please ignore the extra commas; they help to make a synthesized voice sound a teeny more expressive.) Good afternoon! I am Glenda Watson Hyatt, a self advocate, an author, and a motivational speaker. I have both a physical, and a speech disability. Of the two, living with a communication disability, is the most frustrating and isolating. Simple tasks like inquiring about a government service, calling for a taxi cab, or even ordering a chai tea latte, can be an exasperating ordeal. Like other Canadians living with speech and language disabilities, I am often assumed to be cognitively impaired, or deaf, in which case, gesturing ensues, an impromptu game of charades. Friends with communication disabilities, have been assumed drunk, and the police or paramedics needlessly called. Our methods of communicating are often denied. For example, on one trip to the emergency room, my husband, who also uses a wheelchair for mobility, was told to wait in the waiting room, because there was not enough space for both of our chairs. We attempted to explain that, I needed him for assistance with communication, yet he was still told to leave. Imagine a person who is deaf being denied a sign language interpreter. The situation is similar, yet my need for assistance with communication, is typically not recognized. My communication access requirement is not protect…
encoded: (Photo credit: @AccessibleGC) Minister for Sports and Persons with Disabilities Carla Qualtrough and her team are holding public consultations around the country and gathering thoughts, perspectives and suggestions for the forthcoming Canadians with Disabilities Act, for an #AccessibleCanada for all. Last Saturday, a public consultation session was held in Vancouver, British Columbia. I had the opportunity to share the assumptions, misperceptions and barriers that I face living with a speech disability. Click to listen to my words. (The transcript is below. Please ignore the extra commas; they help to make a synthesized voice sound a teeny more expressive.) Good afternoon! I am Glenda Watson Hyatt, a self advocate, an author, and a motivational speaker. I have both a physical, and a speech disability. Of the two, living with a communication disability, is the most frustrating and isolating. Simple tasks like inquiring about a government service, calling for a taxi cab, or even ordering a chai tea latte, can be an exasperating ordeal. Like other Canadians living with speech and language disabilities, I am often assumed to be cognitively impaired, or deaf, in which case, gesturing ensues, an impromptu game of charades. Friends with communication disabilities, have been assumed drunk, and the police or paramedics needlessly called. Our methods of communicating are often denied. For example, on one trip to the emergency room, my husband, who also uses a wheelchair for mobility, was told to wait in the waiting room, because there was not enough space for both of our chairs. We attempted to explain that, I needed him for assistance with communication, yet he was still told to leave. Imagine a person who is deaf being denied a sign language interpreter. The situation is similar, yet my need for assistance with communication, is typically not recognized. My communication access requirement is not protected. Other medical doctors have refused to speak directly with me. They …

Daring to Follow a Dream Leads to Deliciously Ironic Employment
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date: 2016-10-31T22:48:56Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Living with a disability
subject: cerebral palsy
subject: communication
subject: dreams
subject: employment
subject: technology
subject: text-to-speech technology
description: Back in high school, public speaking was definitely not on my list of top career choices. It ranked way down near the bottom with neurosurgery. Likewise, my top career options were also rather limited. As you may know, I have cerebral palsy, which, for the most part, affects my balance, muscle coordination and speech. Back when I was searching for employment opportunities, entry level office positions – my only glimmer of possibility - required a minimum typing speed and the ability to answer the telephone. However, my left thumb - the only digit I can use for typing - did not meet expectations, and my unique Glenda-ish did not make the phone my best friend. I was disqualified from most positions before the conversation even got to my abilities, talents and interests. I persevered and some time after completing my Bachelor of Arts degree from Simon Fraser University, I did land a part-time job at my alma mater, making the existing career mentor program accessible to students and alum with disabilities; a job I loved. When the project funding ended, so did my job. After much searching, I could not find another employer willing to give me an opportunity to prove what I was capable of offering as an employee. Self-employment was my only option. I competently completed any work opportunity that came my way: writing a literature review for a homelessness project, editing sermons for a pastor’s book, writing articles for various websites, maintaining a website for a non-profit arts organization. To me, those were survival jobs – equivalent to pumping gas and waiting tables – they put some food on the table, but not much more. Gradually I built a solid reputation as a web accessibility consultant; making websites accessible to people with all kinds of disabilities. Web accessibility was an understandable career path for me and there is still much left to be done in the field but, after fourteen years, I felt so burnt out that if I had to explain the need for text descripti…
encoded: Back in high school, public speaking was definitely not on my list of top career choices. It ranked way down near the bottom with neurosurgery. Likewise, my top career options were also rather limited. As you may know, I have cerebral palsy, which, for the most part, affects my balance, muscle coordination and speech. Back when I was searching for employment opportunities, entry level office positions – my only glimmer of possibility – required a minimum typing speed and the ability to answer the telephone. However, my left thumb – the only digit I can use for typing – did not meet expectations, and my unique Glenda-ish did not make the phone my best friend. I was disqualified from most positions before the conversation even got to my abilities, talents and interests. I persevered and some time after completing my Bachelor of Arts degree from Simon Fraser University, I did land a part-time job at my alma mater, making the existing career mentor program accessible to students and alum with disabilities; a job I loved. When the project funding ended, so did my job. After much searching, I could not find another employer willing to give me an opportunity to prove what I was capable of offering as an employee. Self-employment was my only option. I competently completed any work opportunity that came my way: writing a literature review for a homelessness project, editing sermons for a pastor’s book, writing articles for various websites, maintaining a website for a non-profit arts organization. To me, those were survival jobs – equivalent to pumping gas and waiting tables – they put some food on the table, but not much more. Gradually I built a solid reputation as a web accessibility consultant; making websites accessible to people with all kinds of disabilities. Web accessibility was an understandable career path for me and there is still much left to be done in the field but, after fourteen years, I felt so burnt out that if I had to explain the need for text descripti…

Move Over Scissors, The Nimble is Cutting It!
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date: 2016-04-19T03:21:27Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Living with a disability
description: More often than not, using scissors when left-handed is frustrating. The scissors tend to fold paper, rather than cut it. Add in limited hand function due to cerebral palsy and some tasks, like opening a plastic package, leaves me screwed. Enter the Nimble – a cutting tool that slips over the fingertip. When I was […]
encoded: More often than not, using scissors when left-handed is frustrating. The scissors tend to fold paper, rather than cut it. Add in limited hand function due to cerebral palsy and some tasks, like opening a plastic package, leaves me screwed. Enter the Nimble – a cutting tool that slips over the fingertip. When I was given the opportunity to try one, I said, “Yes, please!” (In the spirit of full disclosure, this is, in essence, a sponsored review, in that I did received one Nimble for free.) Right out of the envelope, I was able to use the small gadget to open the enclosed packages of the sweets. Since then I have been using the “1 finger cutting tool” to open packets in the kitchen every day. And I am constantly finding new uses for it. The actual cutting bit is like the very tip of a cat claw. Because it is so small, there is no (or, a minuscule) chance of cutting myself. Yet, it will cut what I need cutting: paper, plastic, cellophane, foil, tape, and such. I am looking forward to packing the Nimble in my bag when I head off to Toronto this summer. Scissors aren’t permitted through airport security, but this small cutting tool will likely get through without a second glance. Opening the hotel’s tiny soap bars will no longer be a hassle! The creator Simon Lyons and his company VERSION 22 are running a Kickstarter campaign to raise funds to get the Nimble into production. If you feel so inclined, please check out the Nimble’s Kickstarter campaign. I am eager to having Nmbles in several places throughout my home so that one is always handy when I need it! If you enjoyed this post, consider buying me a chai tea latte. Thanks kindly.

Optometrist Scores Average on Eye Exam, Patient Enlightens Once Again
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date: 2016-01-19T01:53:51Z
creator: Glenda
subject: Living with a disability
subject: communication
subject: optometrist
subject: speech impairment
description: With headaches so painful I felt like I would puke, an optometrist appointment was reluctantly made. Reluctantly because my last appointment three years ago left me feeling devalued and depleted, and took all of my inner strength not to burst into tears. This feeling had nothing to do with the condition of my eyes, but, rather, the ill-prepared, unenlightened way the optometrist communicated with me and my jerky, constantly moving, speech impaired body. After that disastrous appointment, I wrote an letter to the optometrist and hand delivered it to the office. Even though I requested that the letter be placed in my file for next time, in preparation for this latest appointment I printed a copy to give to the next optometrist. I was somewhat hesitant to hand the letter to the new-to-me optometrist because I didn't want to assume he was as unenlightened as the previous doctor. I then realized the exam would have more of a chance of going smoothly if I gave him a fair chance to succeed. I handed him the letter. Autobiography: amzn.to/U6N5uW Blog: www.doitmyselfblog.com LinkedIn: www.linkedin.com/in/glendawatsonhyatt Twitter: @GlendaWH October 19, 2012 Dear Optometrist: After my eye exam on Monday, October 15th, I left the office feeling devalued and depleted. I am hoping by sharing the following information, the next exam will go smoother for both of us. As you might know, I have athetoid cerebral palsy. For me, this means I lack muscle control and coordination. My physical movements are jerky and involuntary; one body part or another is in constant motion. My speech is also significantly impaired, yet can be understood by individuals who take the time to listen. However, my hearing, understanding and cognition are not affected. There is no need to speak loudly, to repeat yourself or to use simple vocabulary for me to comprehend. Next time I will grab my iPad from my scooter basket before my scooter is moved out of the way so that I have a more effective means of commu…
encoded: With headaches so painful I felt like I would puke, an optometrist appointment was reluctantly made. Reluctantly because my last appointment three years ago left me feeling devalued and depleted, and took all of my inner strength not to burst into tears. This feeling had nothing to do with the condition of my eyes, but, rather, the ill-prepared, unenlightened way the optometrist communicated with me and my jerky, constantly moving, speech impaired body. After that disastrous appointment, I wrote an letter to the optometrist and hand delivered it to the office. Even though I requested that the letter be placed in my file for next time, in preparation for this latest appointment I printed a copy to give to the next optometrist. I was somewhat hesitant to hand the letter to the new-to-me optometrist because I didn’t want to assume he was as unenlightened as the previous doctor. I then realized the exam would have more of a chance of going smoothly if I gave him a fair chance to succeed. I handed him the letter. Autobiography: amzn.to/U6N5uW Blog: www.doitmyselfblog.com LinkedIn: www.linkedin.com/in/glendawatsonhyatt Twitter: @GlendaWH October 19, 2012 Dear Optometrist: After my eye exam on Monday, October 15th, I left the office feeling devalued and depleted. I am hoping by sharing the following information, the next exam will go smoother for both of us. As you might know, I have athetoid cerebral palsy. For me, this means I lack muscle control and coordination. My physical movements are jerky and involuntary; one body part or another is in constant motion. My speech is also significantly impaired, yet can be understood by individuals who take the time to listen. However, my hearing, understanding and cognition are not affected. There is no need to speak loudly, to repeat yourself or to use simple vocabulary for me to comprehend. Next time I will grab my iPad from my scooter basket before my scooter is moved out of the way so that I have a more effective means of commu…

Letter to Santa 2015
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date: 2015-12-25T07:54:46Z
creator: Glenda
subject: General
description: Dear Santa, Gifts are wrapped. Christmas dinner for two, hopefully three, is planned. Stockings are hung. All that is left to do before I crawl into bed for a not-long-enough winter’s nap is to write to you. Except for a few bumps along the road, I have had a relatively good year. I am feeling blessed and content. There is nothing specific I would like to ask for. The one gift that I would like to ask for is that my family and friends, near and far, receive the one thing that they truly need at this point in their life’s journey. Wishing you and the reindeer a safe trip. Merry Christmas! With love from, Glenda
encoded: Dear Santa, Gifts are wrapped. Christmas dinner for two, hopefully three, is planned. Stockings are hung. All that is left to do before I crawl into bed for a not-long-enough winter’s nap is to write to you. Except for a few bumps along the road, I have had a relatively good year. I am feeling blessed and content. There is nothing specific I would like to ask for. The one gift that I would like to ask for is that my family and friends, near and far, receive the one thing that they truly need at this point in their life’s journey. Wishing you and the reindeer a safe trip. Merry Christmas! With love from, Glenda If you enjoyed this post, consider buying me a chai tea latte. Thanks kindly.