I just don't know how to answer this question because I never think about it.
Given my druthers, I certainly would opt for never having had polio! I was
only 7 then and as Karen pointed out in another post here, there was this
very gradual wasting that allowed the time to make adjustments of mind, body,
and spirit before the next level of wasting hit. I guess a lot would depend
on what the "cure" entailed and what guarantees there would be. If it were a
real "iffy" kind of thing, I don't think that I'd try it. My body is so used
to being so twisted; all of my other muscles and organs have adapted to this
way of being. Perhaps if such a "cure" had been available when I was a
child--then my answer would be different.
I am disabled but I am also so much more than a disabled human being. I am a
creative and productive woman who has learned how to live life fully in spite
of a disability. Doing all of the things that I have to do to stay
healthy--like trach care, hooking up to a vent, getting my rest, etc.--is
just like brushing my teeth, combing my hair, and bathing every day. Yes,
sometimes I'd rather not have to do it; but somedays I resent having to take
the time out from what I want to do to brush my teeth or shampoo my hair,too!
There have been the losses; I haven't always been able to do the kinds of
things that others have been able to enjoy, and I've shed many tears, had my
pity parties, and played the martyr at times. But today I like Carol more
than I ever have before. Because of therapy, lots of support group work, and
participating in forums like this, I am enjoying my life a lot more. I have a
good life--and a full life today.
Having said all of that in my usual long-winded, verbose way, :-) I
guess, Val, my answer is *no.* I wouldn't opt for a cure! It's an interesting
question to ponder.
Carol
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"O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
He chortled in his joy."
--Jabberwocky, Lewis Carroll
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