So, how is it to date a Chick in a Wheelchair? I was watching the Episode of Curb your Enthusiasm on HBO, where Larry has an encounter of the Wheelchair Kind (which was a riot). Now come on Larry, do we all look alike, us wheelchair women? I say some of us Wheel Women could really give you a run for your money and you would never forget us.  I know the blackberry thing was a bummer but damn, throwing the Wheelchair Wendy in the closet because your cell went in the ocean?  Then you find a new wheelchair girl to replace the girl whose number you lost?  Whatever!! If that were my girlfriends' buddy you would have tire marks all over your body.  I am glad you squirmed your way out of that situation which I did think was pretty hilarious.  Oh another attribute about us chicks in chairs? We have a sense of humor.

I remember the sweetest thing a man did to find me after he had just met me and lost my phone number. I know you will love this Brian.  I was 22 years old I had gone to a show with my best girlfriend Leah.  The show was in Reno. It was High Heel Sneakers, a new Multi Music Review.  The show was great, and then Leah and I headed to Trader Dick's Bar at John Asquaga's Nugget, a favorite hangout for local Reno residents.  In the bar was our favorite piano player and as we listened to the music we asked him to pay some Huey Lewis and The News. About that time the dancers from the show came into the bar. It was the last show we attended and I remember the really handsome blonde dancer who just strolled into the bar.  I thought “Gosh that guy is cute”.

Leah and I had a routine when we went to bars; I got out of my wheelchair and sat in the booth. So there Leah and I sat, and we noticed that the hunky blonde dancer guy was being harassed by a brunette lady who was far beyond three sheets to the wind.  I felt so bad for him I asked Leah, who by the way is a beautiful sexy brunette too, to ask the poor guy to dance and help him get away from the drunken lady hanging on him. Thank god for good girlfriends because Leah asked him to dance. 

After the dance they both came back to our table and joined me. The handsome dancer man's name was Brian.  Brian was such a nice guy. He stayed for a while and then said to me, "Well, I want to go, but I want to dance with you".  Well, now the truth comes out doesn't it?  I have to give him the "That's my wheelchair over there" line then wait to see where he runs to  (which actually in my case rarely happened). So, of course I gave him the wheelchair line and surprisingly he said he didn't care and he wanted to come see me and take me out on Thursday. Well I was thinking Heck Thursday is perfect, since I was single and had no plans.  I was really thrilled he was interested in me because he was just my type, sexy, handsome and all the ladies in that audience were howling for him. 

Thursday came and he did not show. I was a bit bummed and thought he was just being kind.  Leah wanted me to go to the baseball game with her so we got in the little red Corvette (my baby) and headed off to the baseball game.  When we returned to our house there was a note on the door.  It read, "Madonna, I lost your phone number and address please forgive me and call me. Brian".  The smile on my face was huge when I called him. I asked him how he found my house.  He told me, "Well, I remembered the street and found it, then went to each person in their yard and asked.  Where does the girl with the red Corvette live.  They pointed me in the direction of your house".  Boy did that win him points.

Brian and I to this day we are wonderful friends.  I know he never would have found another chick in a chair, in fact he never saw the chair after that.   Meeting Brian was a thrill and found me some of the best girlfriends of my life. I met Lynn who is a showgirl and my other best friend Bene who was a singer in that show. Now, those women have some stories about me, but that is another article isn’t it?

Women who are disabled are much more than a wheelchair.  Many of us love how we look, and our chair allows us to catch men by surprise and then we get that second look, why?  Because we zoom by and then men notice and then wonder "wow that woman is amazing and looks good too”.  So to all the Brians and brilliant men who take a roll on the wild side, we know you always see us and not the wheelchair and we thank you for not putting us in the closet.