“Ever stumble into something…find yourself limping along…or get on a roll? These turns of phrase turned into my life…after getting mugged and shot in the spinal cord at age 21. The ensuing decades of stumbling, limping and rolling have now turned into something else. Including this website, a book…and now visitors like you! Welcome.” – Paul Bendix

Paul BendixBlog: Range of Motion
A Wheelchair Odyssey

  • Lunch in the Tenderloin - Stephen and I were in the Punjab…no, not the subcontinent, the restaurant in the Tenderloin…at the precise moment Donald Trump was making his latest announcement regarding immigrants. I like the Punjab. As Indian restaurants go, it’s not in the major … Continue reading
  • Funny Thing - Fear is a funny thing. It is what has been driving me up and down the hills of San Francisco for months. The fear being multifaceted…fear of loss of body and physical control…fear of loss of driving and the independence … Continue reading
  • Park and Ride - The fava beans, I just assured Jane, should not be uprooted, such is their benefit to the soil. The green parts of the plants are taller than I am. Their roots go equally deep. And while they are breaking up … Continue reading
  • All Downhill - Taking big pleasure from little things…that seems to be the key to quadriplegia life. I do wish I could remember this. Unfortunately, I rarely do. Take yesterday. For some merrily inexplicable reason, I set off for the nether purlieus of … Continue reading
  • Short drive - What is so rare as a day in June? A globally-warmed day in this particular June, everyone in habitually foggy San Francisco out on the streets and looking amazed. That’s the thing about living in a cool and windy city…when … Continue reading