In case anyone finds it helpful because mobility aids are horrifically expensive and inaccessible…
And for those people who have access to mobility devices but might benefit from a second chair they can abuse without risking expensive damage…
Erik Kondo has made a website, Open Source Innovations, that details plans for DIY wheelchairs. These wheelchairs can be made from common materials like wood, plastic, and pvc. They are lightweight and can be custom fit to the user allowing from the same degree of movement you would get from a custom chair. And they are durable and easily repairable. (he has been stress testing his latest design by dropping it down stairs, dropping it out of a car, launching it across a driveway, and throwing it off a deck). Its 12lbs and I think he said its was in the $200 ish range for parts.
He also is working on cheap, open source, accessible designs for beach chairs, off road chairs, motorized attachments (think smart drive), and so on. Plus he skateboards in his wheelchair. Cool dude, helpful info, pass it on.
It’s mornings like this I wish I was a smoker.
Alas, another plot of indulgence spoiled by shit lungs.
“Come back here,” he whimpered threateningly.
Use "said" for dialogue unless you are writing a man talking, in which case use "whimpered"
*pops my head into the kitchen* hey so it smells GREAT in here, we have an ETA on table time?
spideypool but wrench and marcus hang on let me cook
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Let it never be said I make up fake adventures for text posts that reach 10 notes.
Free will is a miraculous thing
Not in the christian way
But rather “I just remembered that i can take an edible and a bus into a coastal beach town to eat cheetos and watch the sunset”
Oh my god oh my god ohmygod no one speak to me-
I don’t know what’s going on with Aiden and Clara but I hate every second of it.
Some of my poems got accepted for the first issue of a lit magazine. I haven’t told anyone but my sister. I’m scared they’ll change their minds by the time the issue comes out, and I’ll have looked silly for thinking my work was worthy of publishing.
no sentence fills me with utter loathing so much as "i asked chatgpt"
It’s post random shit on tumblr hours.
I’d apologize but why would I?
I’m popping pills left and right
(It’s ibuprofen)
(The rain makes my joints ache)