Dear readers, exciting news! Girlonwheels is advertised in this month’s newsletter for interchange. Interchange is an nonprofit organization that helps people like me feel included in society. Until earlier this year all my carers were employed by interchange and now they’ve become amazing life long friends. Please check out the article here https://www.interchangelm.org.au/entrepreneur-alexandra/ Continue reading Interchange Newsletter
1. Is she a spastic”. An elderly lady stopped my carer and I while we were out shopping one day to ask this question directed at my carer. My carer was horrified and didn’t know what to say. I thought about hamming it up, dribbling on myself and exaggerating my slurring saying “yes, yes I am” but that would have been mean more than funny. Dear readers, please know using words like spastic and retarded to describe someone not stereotypical is really out of date and actually offensive. If you also want to ask a question about me, just ask … Continue reading Three Absurd Things You Should Never Say
Dear readers, the Logies usually aren’t my thing but after stumbling across this video of Dylan Alcott receiving his Logie award I thought I’d better share his great acceptance speech. He’s right, there hasn’t been many people with disabilities in the television industry but recently the number is thankfully growing with shows such as Invictus Games Tonight, The Set, The Undatable, Employable Me and Special. Just to name a few. I would like to not only thank Dylan Alcott and the television industry as a whole for letting society know that people like me are no different and everything is … Continue reading Dylan Alcott’s Acceptance Speech
My mother just pointed out I haven’t been as secretive as I thought or would’ve liked in keeping my identity unknown so I thought I might as well reveal myself to any followers that aren’t currently my Facebook friends and let you all know from now on I’ll be using my birth name. My name is Alexandra Reimers and I live in a small rural town called Bendigo. P.S. thanks Mum xx Continue reading Girlonwheels Mediocre Reveal
Dear readers, I am documenting perhaps my last ever beloved frappe from McDonalds lovingly slurped on Saturday. Well, not counting any emotional crisis and my birthday. But, yes apart from that my last ever frappe. This is one of the hardest things I’ve had to promise myself and it’s a decision that I don’t take lightly because let’s be honest I absolutely love a Maccas frappe and I’d probably live on them if I could. They’re my drug of choice. Mmm that icy sweet deliciousness with whipped cream on top is so good. Okay, back on track now. The reason … Continue reading Being disabled and having the runs.
Recently, I’ve had a friend lash out at me in various ways because she doesn’t feel beautiful in her own skin. While this has been upsetting, I’m mostly saddened by the fact she thinks she needs to change to be beautiful and my friend is certainly not alone. I also constantly battle my own insecurities and I do my best to overcome these. However, I believe insecurities exist due to society’s expectations and judgements. My question is why do we put so much pressure on ourselves to be different when we’re beautiful in our own unique way? Dear readers, I … Continue reading Different is Beautiful
Two weeks ago I got my first tattoo, I am so excited to get it done that the only thing I’m slightly nervous about is the possibility of not being able to find the shop and missing the appointment altogether. Indeed my carer and I were lost for a little while but we managed to find the place on time. Upon arrival, we discover there is a small step into the tattoo parlor even though I specifically asked for wheelchair access. Apparently the tattoo artist doesn’t realise “accessible” means no steps at all, whatsoever. Luckily I always carry a portable … Continue reading Inked
For privacy reasons, certain details of this story will be obscured. Let me take you back to 2017. I was having lunch at a favourite local cafe with one of my carers called Polly and a lady walking past stopped after hearing Polly say my name and asked, ‘are you Billy? ‘Yes’ Polly replied. She continued to tell me about her grandson Billy and how intelligent he is, describing the medals that he had won. She then said bye and walked away. Carrying on with lunch, the lady returned a few minutes later. ‘Billy, I heard you calling me.’ Looking … Continue reading Conversation with a psychic