“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

  • Footwork - How easily one gets knocked off one’s neuromuscular perch. Only yesterday I was en route to have a long overdue lunch with my old friend Arnie. When damned if my one working foot didn’t keep snagging on the brake. When … Continue reading
  • They Say - They say it’s your birthday…. And being of the Beatles generation, those words…opaquely sardonic as they are…sum it all up. And what is that sum? They say, indeed. They say lots of things. And on this day I say, believe … Continue reading
  • Causeway - It is 4 PM, and somehow the day has gone. Where? Jane and I went out. Then we came back. For two introverts this describes an exhausting sequence. We took a nap. Now it is 4 PM in this, the … Continue reading
  • Running on Empty - Late at night, perhaps 3 AM, that transcendent and translucent time of  sleep. I hear a retching, more feel it. That is to say, I pick up the purely tactile sensations. I feel none of the nausea, and none of … Continue reading
  • Bixby Days - Does the day start well or poorly? Jane, helping me change shoes after my morning exercise, seems disappointed in my outlook. The exercycle has been particularly challenging this day. It’s always hard. Perhaps I have a few more aches and … Continue reading