Joanna Klich

I can't walk, I can't sit up, my life is constantly standing (in an upright wheelchair or with the help of a hoist on which I am supported by straps to relieve the pressure on my legs) or simply lying down.

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Yes, you understand, but I'll say it again because I don't know anyone else like me. I can't sit up and when I'm awake I stand all the time.... This is how I have studied, met friends, worked and lived.

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I am not writing this to evoke pity. Pity robs people of their dignity. I say this to prove to you that whether something is possible and whether you can survive is really only in our minds.