I know I screamed and cried when I would see my parents from that iron lung looking in from outside a window in the hospital. I stayed in the hospital for two months. When I came home, I was seeing Dr. James McQuown in Greenwood, S.C. and I wore special shoes for a little while before putting me in a long leg brace at the age of two. I continued to see Dr. McQuown until I finished high school.

Throughout my childhood and early teens, I had to have several corrective surgeries on my left leg which is my polio side from my left hip and leg. For example, when I started wearing my leg brace around age 2, my ankle would always rub against my leg brace which was always sore, so I had an operation to fix that issue, which I realized years later as an adult that my left ankle was fused.

I had an operation on my right toe to relax the tendon on my right toe, mainly because for years I would hop around on my right foot because my left leg which was my polio side was too weak. In my early teens I had surgery on my right knee to slow down its growth to allow my left leg to grow and catch up to help with my gait. It didn’t fix my gait, but it could have been worse without the surgery. One thing left unchanged is that my left leg and right leg are different shoe sizes.

When I was a kid in school, I was the only kid in the whole school with a disability from polio. Even in high school it was the same thing except for another student that had a much milder polio challenge.

It was not a good time for me many times, I would get looks based on how I walked wearing the leg brace, some kids and bullies would make fun of me and call me cripple or other names. I was getting into fights often but still had some friends, even some of the guys I had fights with. I’m glad I grew out of that because I was also a confident person.

My Dad owned a trucking business and farm where we all grew up on. It was hard work during the crop seasons starting early in the mornings until late in the evenings. My older brothers and I worked with my dad in his trucking business as well as farming. I never liked school, just hated it and wished I could have dropped out which was foolish as I look back on things, but my mom and dad stayed on me about school and pushed me to continue to get through school and college. 

During college I worked part-time and full-time jobs to complete my education and when I finished in 1975 you didn’t have the Americans with Disabilities Act. You didn’t have accessibility in schools, workplaces, and businesses. People affected by polio and other disabilities had to work hard for accommodation, which is part of the reason they exist today, and I am very thankful for the people who fought for those rights.

I began to see the long-term effects of polio in my mid-thirties. When I would exercise and especially doing leg exercises, I had to be cautious because the nerves in my left leg would end up in serious pain for a few days. That’s when I first noticed what would be a continuing problem. 

Eventually, I was diagnosed with post-polio syndrome, a progressive neurological condition that can develop decades after infection. It has all sorts of effects, from weakness, numbness, and tingling to worsened mental health. I used to be able to take my leg brace off at night and walk around, but these days, I need a cane to walk. Fortunately, I’m also a member of APPA (Atlanta Post-Polio Association) in Atlanta, Ga., the APPA responds to the needs of individuals who suffer from post-polio syndrome through group meetings, educational programming, newsletters, and advocacy.

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