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I broke a finger on my left hand two months ago. It was splinted, and for the better part of five weeks I functioned one-handed. Boy, what an inconvenience. What a hassle, I kept telling myself. Life was tough.

But who am I to talk about disabilities? I haven't the foggiest idea of what life is like for someone with a physical disability. I came to that conclusion after reading today's cover story by Susan LoTempio.

You want to hear about being inconvenienced? LoTempio enlightens us with some of her more disturbing and comical experiences, and she can do it because, as she freely admits, she sits just this side of the norm.

LoTempio takes us along in her wheelchair: She gets patted on the head by a priest. That's OK if you're 4 years old. But not when you're 40. She wants to spend a summer weekend relaxing at poolside. She spends it getting hauled up and down stairs at a motel that has only one room for the disabled, and, of course, that room is already rented. She misses connecting airline flights waiting for someone to find her wheelchair and she always got front-row seats at the circus, which is not necessarily a good thing.

More often than not, LoTempio accepts these situations. There are times, however, when she does not. It goes with the territory, I guess.

All I know is that once you've read this story, it won't be as easy to complain about your daily trials and tribulations.

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