My dad died three years ago today at the age of 89 and this anniversary has me re-thinking a lot about what he might have wanted me to embrace.
When I was recuperating 5 years ago after a negligent, drowsy driver hit my bicycle head on and left me with a crushed spine, the staff at the Kessler Institute for Rehabilitation in West Orange, NJ, tried to teach us not to focus on a cure...
We’ve never been great about cleaning out the garage, but we were tackling it early last month when my wife, exasperated again, asked what I wanted to do with the scrappy black garbage bag filled with “my accident stuff.”
I’ve always loved water sports -- swimming, kayaking, water skiing, scuba diving -- but the only water I’m sporting in these days is the shower.
It has been more than 3 years since I’ve seen the trauma surgeon who saved my life -- not once, but twice. In the first few months following the bicycling accident that left me a paraplegic, she was the thread that held it all together.
From the moment I arrived at the rehab hospital to learn how to live with paralysis, people were asking me what sort of adaptive sport I’d get involved in. Though it seemed like a given to everyone else, for me it was anything but.
This Thanksgiving weekend marked the 4th anniversary of my near-death accident when an out-of-control SUV with a sleeping driver barreled into my bicycle.
This Father’s Day will be the second without my father following his passing last May. Like most children who have lost a parent, I think of him frequently.
Ron Gold, founder and CEO of LeanOnWe, a paraplegic after an out-of-control SUV rammed into his bicycle three years ago, stunned the crowd at our company’s launch party when he walked for the first time since his accident.
I amazed the crowd at Sunday’s LeanOnWe Launch Party when I came onto the stage “walking” after 3 ½ years in a wheelchair.