Posted by Tony Zelinko on May 6, 2010 at 8:44 AM under
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Janet's Story "The Girl with the Jersey Accent"
The contents of this post was mentioned in one of my first blogs. I feel it's important to not forget some of the important lessons that we have learned and sometimes to mention them again. You see Janet was a very special woman and her story needs to be retold time and time again.
Throughout our lives we are constantly making choices. Just deciding to write this article was a choice I made. It became apparent to me that there are a lot of untold stories that need to be told and precious monments that need to mentioned. Our company distributes medical products and supplies throughout the United States and we connect with people daily. I will try to convey how one of those people who is named Janet feels and give you a glimpse in her world.
It is myintention to make your time reading enjoyable and entertaining. Recently I was contacted by a women from Florida who had a distinct “Jersey Accent”. I asked where she was from and sure enough she came from New York. We went on and continued with introductions and casual conversation. I guess she was in her 50’s by the way she talked and the way she labored with her breathing. I speculated she had a physical condition and was handicapped but not sure. Why was she calling? Was it for our crutches, canes, deluxecommodes, mobility or senior products. what was it?
Our conversation was both casual and revealing, she mentioned she was a former Special Education Teacher and is now living with her mother. As we continued, she told me at 28 her life changed. She revealed to me after that period she was considered handicapped . Her disability is daunting, not only does she only have one arm, she is also in a wheelchair. That is why she contacted me to order one of our Herdegen Adjustable Welded Commodes. Here is what she said ”I have looked for two weeks and am tired of the flimsy junk out there, that is why I’m contacting you”. I went on and took the order and felt light inside. I did not press for specific details how the accident occurred,
by this time she was pulling at my Heart Strings and I just appreciated everything I had.
One moment you’re the teacher of special needs and the next moment you’re the one that needs them. It really is a poignant story. Life is kind of like that. We never know how long we have and sometimes we just roll along and take things for granted, sometimes we take things for granted too long. Many of us complain and try to impose blame on others, when in fact it was just the circumstances and not really anybody’s fault. Take time today and tell your kids you love them, give them a hug they will never forget. Call yourDad or make a donation. Whatever you do just express a level of gratitude with an open heart. You never know when you may need help or comforting.
All the Best
Tony Zelinko