The happy handicap

Calie was a sweet young women.she was in her twenties.  She had long hair. She liked to put it in a braid. She loved dreses. She was a happy funy and sweet young lady. She was attractive and she was very intelligent.  She was well liked. Many who knew it looked at her fondly . she brought a smile to the faces of all who knew her. 

She worked at a book store. She was known for being helpfull. She was active in a local baptist church. She was very talented.  She played the piano and organ and other musical instraments as well. 

She had a happy life, well almost. There was a slight hickup. Well realy a huge hickup. She was handicap.  She was paralyzed from the waist down. She was wheal chair bound. She had been for a few years. 

She was traviling back to colege from visiting home for vacation.  A distracted driver who was texting collided with her car. The car was totled. Rescue workers had to use the jaws of life to get her out of the vehicle.  Her legs had been crushed. She was air lifted to the best hospital in the region.  

They were able to keep her alive. The damage was too savere. They could not do anything about that. She was paralyzed.  

She tried to handle it with dignity and serenity. She did not blame anyone m she was not mad. She tried to work around it. She considered it a slight set back. It was not the end. She could work passed it. She was determined to do just that. She would be brave and determined. 

Everyone admired her sprit. They admired her resolve . this handicap was not going to stop her. She was going to keep going. She was going to work around this. She was going to achieve her goals even if it took extra work. She was going to work as hard as she had to to get where she wanted to be. 

She went back to school. The school tried to help her. With encouragement from friends and family, she got her degree. She graduated with honors. 

She lived a hapy life despite the handicap.  She was known to be shy and reserve. When it came to her disibility, she was strong willed. She was not going to let this drag her down.  She would make lemonade from life’s lemons. 

She did it with grace. She reached out to the lady who hit her. She wrote her a letter. The lady wrote her back. She visited her freqently in jail. She kept a correspondence with her. She tried to bury the hachet with her. She had forgiven the lady.  She held no resentment towards her although some of her friends did. She tried to curb there disdain. She encoureged forgiveness.  

She never complaned. She got discouraged but never let it get her so down. She was an inspiration to others. 

Before the accident, she had dated a little. She had not been in a serious relationship.  After she woke up in the hospital she had to learn how to function in the new normal.  She had to learn how to live being disabled. She focused on living with the disibility.

While she put romance on hold, she did not give up on love conpletly. She just put in on a back burner. After it had been some time sense the accident ,she decided that it was time to put it back on the front burner. 

She had no idea how to get back. In the dating game as it were. She decided to be patient and wait for the right one. It was not long before the right one revealed itself. 

Daryl was a recent bible college graduate. He was training to be a pastor. The church that cali attended ,brought Darryl on as an assistant and youth pastor.  He was tall, handsome,athletic and smart. Every single woman in the church warned to date him. Cali started to second gues herself.  She was going to withdraw. She considered not trying to persue a relationship with daryl. 

She backed off for a while.  She decided to go for it. She had no idea if he would be interested in dating a disabled girl.  She decided to throw caution to the wind and go for it so she did.

“Hey! Do you want to go out for cofee or something? ” she asked. “Sure.  Thursday is prety much the only day i have free. Is thursday ok?” he asked. “Yea Thursday is great ” she said. She was excited.

The date was a huge sucess. They had common interest.  They saw things in a similar fashon. He asked her for a second date. They went on a date at a restaurant.  Things seem to be getting serious for the two of them. 

She waited until date number four to have a heart to heart talk with him. “So i have to ask is this just a friendship between us or are you thinking something more?” she asked.

“I am thinking more.  I was not sure at first. In getting to know you i feel comfortable around you and i am confident that you would make a suitable wife. “He answered.  

“So my being handicap is not an issue? “She asked.”no its not. “He answered.  “It wont be easy having a disabled wife.  ” she said. “I know that.  ” he said.

“I can have kids.  That was unaffected.  ” she said. “I was not sure.  I had intended to ask but i was not sure when or how. I am glad  to hear that.  It would not be a deal breaker but i am glad i know the answer to that question. ” he told her. 

“I do have to wear diapers. I wear diapers all the time. I am bladder and bowel incontinent. ” she said. “Ok. ” he said..”are you ok with that?” she asked. “Yes i am. ” he said. “I wanted to make sure.  I know i am putting a lot on you all at once. I want to get any potential isues out there. Deal with elephants in the room now as opposed to later. ” she told him. “I totally understand. ” he said.

There relationship got more serious. They entered into a formal courtship.they got eachother’s parents involved.  After a time he proposed and she said yes. 

She was a beautifull bride. Her farther whealed her in. Her dress was adjusted with the wheal chair in mind.  It was a great wedding. She gave herself an enima before the weding. She was carefull with her liquid intake and food.  There weding night was not too messy.

He did not mind helping her. He bathed her. He changed her diaper.  She had a little bit of invilid fetish. She liked him changing him.he liked it too. She loved sex with him. He liked it too. 

One day he was organizing her stuff. They did not unpack all at once. He found a notebook. He started reading it. It was dated before her accident.  He felt weird about reading it.he was curious about what she was like before the accident. He was prety sure she was similar. He felt guilty about reading her private thoughts but he was intreged. 

Then he read something that shocked him. It was a year before the accident. “I saw a girl my age. She was in a wheal chair. I stared a bit i wondered what it would be lke to be disabled. ” she wrote.

She wrote more and more. She became obsessed with it. She wrote on the topic a lot. She wrote about someone dressing her and bathing her. This was odd. How could a women who dreamed about being disabled geting her wish.  She had always been content. He assumed that she was just adaptable.  Could it be more. He decided to confront he about it. 

“Hunie! Did you try to get in an accident? ” he asked.  He expected her to get outraged. She did not. She broke down.she explained that she tried to pretend to be disabled but it was not the same.  She explained that she drove around hoping that it would happen.  She knew the other driver was texting.  She knew she could have died. It could be a risk but she had to do it. Well that was how she saw it. 

He had her get counseling with there pastor.  It did not put a wegde in there relationships.  It could have but it did not. They grew closer together.

She became pregnant.  She gave birth to a healthy baby girl. Two years later she had a son and later another daughter. They lived happily ever after.

The end 

This is a work of fiction and fantasy.  This to my knowledge has never happened.  Although transable exist, i think this would be too far for them. 

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