Being an uncle is awesome. Let me rephrase that much more accurately: being an uncle is (bleeping) AWESOME!! It’s the best job on earth. I love everything about it. My three year old nephew is a happy, sweet, smart, fun little boy with a good sense of humor. A lot of the time he is much more into being outside (“Go outside!”) playing and doing yard work type stuff than he is playing with his toys inside. My two year old niece is a handful too. Depending on her mood she toggles back and forth between a precious little girl playing with her “pretties” and a highly demanding diva. She is also fearless and thinks she can do everything her brother can. They’re quite a pair. They’re fun and cute and crazy and just being around them makes my day. I love them more than I ever could have imagined. It’s been a great ride so far.
But as great as it is being an uncle, being an uncle with a spinal cord injury is a whole different ballgame with its own set of challenges. Because as doting as I am (very), as a quadriplegic I am also very physically limited in the level of active interaction that I can have with them. So out the window immediately are things like wrestling around, piggy back rides, taking them swimming, and all the related fun stuff that I would like to do with them under normal circumstances. In other words, the stuff that garners you super cool hero uncle status. I don’t dwell on it but it’s still tough. Read more