Moving Mountains: Assistive Technology as a Means Towards Independence

It’s no big secret that I have been opposed to using communication devices pretty much my whole life—that is, until now. My cerebral palsy affects my speech and mobility, but not my spirit. Although it is difficult for many people to understand my speech, especially before getting to know me, I preferred repeating myself a few times over using a communication device because that was more efficient. There wasn’t a communication device that matched my comprehensive vocabulary and my slow typing speed made the process too slow.

When a friend told me about eye gaze technology, I was really excited. It was getting harder for me to type, so I was looking for alternative computer input methods. I tried a few devices and found the Tobii worked for me and it was covered, for the most part, by insurance.

The first time I got a Tobii was in 2013. Unfortunately, due to a mix up with my new wheelchair arriving after my Tobii warranty expired, I was never able to mount my Tobii on my new wheelchair, or any wheelchair for that matter. While the Tobii representative was gracious enough to let me borrow her table mount for an extended time, I could only practice talking to myself for so long. I did practice every morning for ten minutes at my home desk, where the table mount was set up and stayed, but then, I went about my day, which involved meeting people and attending events or appointments outside of my home.

The mount ordered with my first Tobii was a regular 7 shaped arm mount. I guess they didn’t get much consumer input (if any) designing or improving it, and that mounting technology had not advanced at all since the 80’a with my first communication device that I didn’t really use as a toddler. Due to my spasticity and lack of fine motor skills, I could never use these types of mounts myself. This might have contributed to my hatred of communication devices since I had to rely on others to move it, and take it on and off; being ‘confined to a wheelchair’ had a whole new meaning—since I couldn’t independently get out of my wheelchair when that mount was attached (NOTE: being ‘confined to a wheelchair’ is considered derogatory).

The second time I was evaluated for another Tobii-like device (I found another device, the Accent by Prentke Romich Company worked better for my spasticity, but got another Tobii because my insurance covered it), I expressed my frustration at the old mounting system that was still being used today to my occupational therapist. She told me of a mount she thought I could use independently. I was immediately intrigued and fell in love, even before seeing it in person. It was the Mount’n Mover, but what I heard was “Mountain Mover,” which I thought was a fitting name if I could really use it by myself.

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Photo Caption:  Esther (me) using a Tobii mounted on a loaner Mount’n Mover in the backyard.

I fell deeper in love with the Mount’n Mover during a trial and am currently in the process of getting my own. In addition to being able to move the mounted device myself to transfer independently and/or access something else on a table, I can independently put my device and the mount on/off myself. This was something I never fathomed being able to do. I was able to take my communication device on the Mount’n Mover everywhere; to my doctor’s appointment, a writing group I participate in with local creative writers, and a meeting with Able Community’s supporters and a contractor renovating Able Community’s house. It’s amazing how much impact pieces of metal and plastic can have on one’s independence and empowerment.

I am an attorney, licensed to practice in Illinois and California. I recently opened a virtual law practice, called Disability Law Collective, (http://www.disabilitylawcollective.com). It is an affordable, socially conscious law practice advocating for people with disabilities and their families’ everyday legal needs.

I am also the president and founder of a 501(c)(3) non-profit housing cooperative for people with and without disabilities in the Chicagoland area, called Able Community, (http://www.ablecommunitychicago.org). It will be the only fully accessible and intentionally inclusive co-housing in the United States. Able Community’s mission is redefining independence through self-directed personal care, employment, and community by building affordable co-housing for people with and without disabilities to create an alternative to living in nursing homes and having to depend on family for care.

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Photo Caption:  Esther (me) talking to a co-op mentor during the renovation of Able Community’s house with a Tobii mounted on a loaner Mount’n Mover.

Improving people with disabilities’ independence seems to be the common thread of my life’s work. I am often so engulfed in advocating for others’ independence that I neglect to think about improving my own. I am glad that I found the Mount’n Mover, so I can really start moving mountains, both for others as well as for myself. Now, I just have to work on the funding for it, since I just discovered that my insurance will not cover it.

Happy Holidays 2017

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Picture of Esther: a woman in a wheelchair is in front of the Christmas tree at Millennium Park in downtown Chicago. 

It’s been a remarkable year.  I’m making progress improving my pain and right foot.  Disability Law Collective, my law practice, started earning more than its expenses with clients and I am finishing my reasonable housing accommodations and modifications guidebook collaboration with Access Living and the Illinois Department of Human Rights. My former Access Living supervising attorney asked me to work with them because I write well.  Let’s hope they still think that!

It was also a momentous year for Able Community, my non-profit housing cooperative for people with and without disabilities.  We officially received our 501(c)3 status, found a house to live in together, and moved in last month!

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Group picture from Able Community’s housewarming party: some guests with and without disabilities gathered in Able Community’s living room. 

I have a great housemate, Thomas.  We met through a mutual friend, T.J., who I played boccia with when I was in high school.  I discovered after we moved in together that Thomas knew of me for years.  Apparently, T.J. talked me up regarding my boccia abilities.  I could’ve been a contender, but instead, I chose to be studious so I could be an attorney.  Thomas regrets not being able to compete against me while we were both in our primes.  It’s funny how much we have in common, including having the same doctors… a CP connection.

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Thomas and Esther’s first meal together at Able Community’s house!  Fish and chicken tacos.

Despite all of these accomplishments, I can’t help feeling discouraged because I am still struggling to find personal care assistants.  We had a number of applicants with disabilities needing personal care and planned to select another resident needing care after I established my own care, so we can share this care.  This is why the delay in finding enough assistants is particularly hard for me.

We found a solution.  We will renovate the basement so that it can attract personal care assistants to live there, or be rented out to offset our care costs.  We are raising $16,000 to enlarge 2 basement windows as fire escapes.

Here’s my housewarming speech, in case you missed it:

We raised $2,799 from Giving Tuesday and our housewarming party, thanks to our generous friends!  Able Community sure has come a long way from our first fundraiser for $800 for our website and incorporation expenses.  Here’s a blast from the past fundraising video:

We definitely have a ways to go before we reach our $16,000 basement window repair goal, so we can provide exceptional housing for people needing and providing care.  If you haven’t donated, please donate to Able Community on www.ablecommunitychicago.org/donate/!  It’s not too late to make your tax deductible donation count towards your 2017 taxes!

I’m also continuing to look for personal care assistants.  If you know anyone who might be interested, please send them my e-mail address below.

I first started my annual holiday updates during my first year of law school.  That was a very challenging year for me having to establish my personal care in California during the pressures of 1L classes and being horribly homesick for Illinois.  I guess I have come a long way, but I still have a long way to go.  Please drop me a line.  It always brightens my day to hear from you!

Happy Holidays,

Esther S. Lee,

Attorney at Law

Disability Law Collective: affordable legal advocacy for people with disabilities’ everyday legal needs.

esther@disabilitylawcollective.com

EXTRA, EXTRA! An Extra Exciting Summer Update.

I know, I know.  It’s not December, when I usually send my annual holiday update.  But I have such exciting news that I couldn’t wait.  I’ll save it for the end to escalate the anticipation.  Hopefully, you’ll make it that far down.  There’s a surprise; so don’t miss it.

Quick health update since I mentioned it in December and friends keep asking why I am not coming out to play:  I have cerebral palsy, a physical disability.  It’s hard to explain CP because everyone’s CP is different and I ironically don’t know that much about it.  Yes, that guy on the Speechless show has it.  My CP makes the me spastic, basically, I have too much movement I can’t control, as some of you who have walked up from behind me may have noticed my startle reflex with me jumping five feet out of my wheelchair.

Anyway, I’m having too much tone in my right foot.  It feels like I have a lot of trapped energy and movement, which is making it harder to walk on, even assisted.  I’m working with doctors to find the right treatment.  Don’t worry; I guess this happens to many people with my type of CP, especially as we age.  I am doing a lot better than before, when I even had difficulty sitting in my wheelchair from the tone; funny how just a foot can make a big impact.  Doctors never seem to know what to do with me, but they are trying.  I’m a bit of an anomaly across the board, including in medicine too… they don’t know why it’s only one side, but I am thankful that it is not both feet.

Despite my tone, I was able to hit the slopes.  Unfortunately, not with my Midwest friends this year, but out West, during our family’s spring break.  Yes, they were very annoyed and I am not sure that they will ever take me again since we almost didn’t make it back. It started snowing while we were coming down the mountain and my dad insisted on driving down.  We skidded off the detour and got stuck on the edge of a cliff until someone towed us out.  I thought it was humorous, but no one else did.  It was one in a series of many unfortunate travel events during that road trip.

I tried the world’s only joystick operated ski through the University of Utah’s TRAILS program.  Dr. Jeff Rosenbluth envisioned it for people with spinal cord injury (SCI), having been an adaptive ski instructor before medical school.  Why can’t I have a cool doctor like that?  He even came to ski with me on the first day.

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Picture of me skiing in a joystick operated kart ski in Utah on a snowy mountain.  There is a man behind me holding on to a rope connected to my ski for good measure.

They were excited because I was the first person with a disability besides SCI to try it.  I also discovered that I was the first woman (go girl power!), so they let me go faster than they let anyone else before (being short finally paid off!).  It was the fastest I’ve ever skied, so of course, I loved it!  I surprisingly didn’t crash; I almost did at least twice misjudging a snowbank on a turn.  But Dr. Rosenbluth was strong enough to stop me.  Apparently, it hurts more than wiping out on a regular sit ski, which I have done.  I’m glad that I didn’t find out how much more it hurts.

So the real exciting news…  Drum roll please.  Able Community, the housing cooperative for people with and without disabilities that my friends and I have been working on, has finally received our 501(c)(3) status!

We were waiting to tell everyone formally until we got the green light from our Perkins Coie pro bono attorneys to officially solicit tax deductible donations.  And guess what?  We made a video to say that your donations will now be tax deductible; and if you filed an extension, you can deduct any donations you made in 2016!

It is fitting that we send out this update in July.  We had our first Able Community meeting in July, before we even had a name for it.  I really wanted to have that meeting on the 4th of July, since we’re working to improve people with disabilities’ independence.  But we settled on July 6th instead.

For you Amazon.com shoppers, 0.5% of your purchases can be donated to Able Community at no additional cost to you.  You have to set your donation preferences on smile.amazon.com and remember to make your purchases through smile.amazon.com.  Here’s the link: https://smile.amazon.com/ch/47-1913272

More exciting news… Able Community is this year’s recipient of the Berkeley Student Cooperative co-op development grant!

And extremely exciting news.  Able Community found a house to rent in downtown Arlington Heights (a Chicago suburb) to start living in together!!!  We are looking for more housemates with and without disabilities, and personal care assistants (both live-in and hourly PAs) if you or anyone you know are interested.  Please forward this application link to anyone who may be interested: http://bit.ly/apply2AC

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Picture of Able Community’s red brick house with a ramp being built for the front door.

We are currently waiting for the renovations to make it accessible before we move in.  We plan to host an open house hopefully at the end of August and many get-togethers there that we would love to see you at.  Let me know if you are interested in attending.

We hope you enjoy our video and consider donating to Able Community, a 501(c)(3) housing cooperative for people with and without disabilities, so we can really start doing amazing work.  You have donate through the link on the video or through our link here: http://www.ablecommunitychicago.org/donate/ or if you want to send a check, I’ll give you our address.  Your donations will help us furnish our empty house and other household needs.

Until more good news,

Esther S. Lee,

esther@disabilitylawcollective.com

Able Community

http://www.ablecommunitychicago.org

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Holiday Update in July!

I had trouble posting my annual holiday update e-mail on this Gimpy Law blog in December. I thought it was a sign that I should wait until my post about my friend, Amber, who passed. But here’s my holiday update in case you missed it. If you want to be on my e-mail list, leave me your e-mail address below.

Happy Holidays 2016!

Dear Friends,

I hope this finds you well and enjoying the holiday season.

I love how the Cubs won the World Series after my family and I moved back to Illinois. Pure coincidence??

A Happy Holidays from Chicago card shows people engaged in winter activities in the city. This card is available for purchase at hellolucky.com/city-cards/hl-805-happy-holidays-from-chicago.

Able Community is well on its way to becoming a reality.

This photo is from Able Community’s 2015 Korean BBQ. A young man is sitting in a lawn chair in the front, four people with electric wheelchairs are behind him, and six personal care assistants are standing behind them. Two assistants are giving another assistant bunny ears. They all look content and full from the BBQ.

I just sent our non-profit attorneys the signed 501(c)3 application for the accessible housing cooperative that my friends and I have been working on. We will be able to provide tax deductions for your donations once we are approved.

Thanks for everyone who continues supporting Able Community through donations, attending our meet-up events, and keeping us in your thoughts. Stay tuned for Able Community’s big and exciting upcoming plans.


It’s been a tough year for me personally. Although I had chronic pain for a while now, I am losing some function—my ability to walk with assistance. It’s been especially hard on my family, who never fully accepted the fact that I had a disability in the first place. It’s funny how amazed people are when they discover I am able to walk at all; one law professor looked so stunned by me walking with my assistant down to the then inaccessible law school courtyard that I doubt I could have done anything academically to get a similar reaction.

I usually refrain from discussing my health to avoid seeming less capable (is it strange I think this?) and because I don’t want my friends to worry (I supposedly have a “normal” life expectancy, whatever that means). Don’t worry, I found some amazing doctors here, which is saying a lot because doctors and I usually do not mix well. As my PM&R Doctor said, the years of using my body in ways most people do not caught up to me. So, I guess it’s a part of aging with a disability. If anyone also has experienced increased tone with cerebral palsy, I’d love corresponding.

Also, in addition to missing friends who have passed away previously (I was waiting to update my newsletter with a post about Amber, my friend who passed away last year, but it’s been hard for me to do), I recently lost a dear former college professor, who was also my favorite poet. She put up with my endless e-mails although she was not fond of that form of communication and she helped me survive law school, even though she previously tried talking me into pursuing creative writing instead. Having said that, I encourage you to tell your loved ones that you love them while you can. I heard the act of saying something makes it more real.

My professor’s name was Brigit P. Kelly, if you want to read her books. I’m always surprised at how many people have never heard of her. Here’s her Amazon Author Page.

In exciting news, I am working on a legal guidebook regarding reasonable housing accommodations and modifications with Access Living and the Illinois Department of Human Rights. We hope it will enlighten housing providers in working with people with disabilities in Illinois.

I am hopeful that I can still squeeze some adaptive alpine skiing in this winter. Stay warm and drop me a line when you get a chance. I love hearing from you.

Warmly,

Esther S. Lee

Quoting “Too Late to Die Young: Nearly True Tales from a Life” by Harriet McBryde Johnson

Harriet McBryde Johnson (1957 – 2008) was an American author, attorney, and disability rights activist with muscular dystrophy and a wicked sense of humor.

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Harriet McBryde Johnson sits in her power wheelchair with one hand under her chin. She is behind a desk with neatly organized papers and books. There is a computer next to her side.

I’ve had a lifetime against saying “They mean well” of telethons and the people who love them. In my childhood, telethons were ubiquitous. Easter Seals sponsored the separate-and-unequal crip school I attended. United Cerebral Palsy bought equipment for some of my friends. March of Dimes declared it would “Stamp Out Birth Defects!”—a slogan that made us defectives nervous. They all wallowed in pity, depicted disability—“crippling” they called it—as the worst fate imaginable. They all assumed the only answers were prevention and cure. In most ways, one thon was like the next. But in one way, MDA stood out from the pack. Its pitch had added a punch of urgency; find a cure before they die!


Are you a Jerry’s kid or Jerry’s orphan?

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People with disabilities protesting against the MDA telethon.  An older woman who is in a power wheelchair holds up a yellow sign, saying “I’M A FORMER ‘JERRY’S KID’ STOP THE PITY PARTY.”

Here’s a video to elaborate on the Jerry’s kid/orphan analogy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tM4tTUMwGE  Jerry refers Jerry Lewis, the MDA telethon’s former longtime spokesperson.


I wonder if the post-ADA generation of people with disabilities, including myself, are becoming too complacent.  For instance, as someone with a “preexisting condition,” I am very concerned about the pending changes to healthcare.  Yet, I am not protesting or calling my legislatures.  I know how bad this sounds, especially for someone who has interned at political offices.

I respect those who are on the front lines protesting and calling.  But perhaps I am too jaded to think that we can change our pending doom or even that our governmental system actually works.  Any thoughts?

Farewell to Amber: Loosing a Close Friend

Dear Amber,

Like most things in our friendship after college, this comes late, drenched in procrastination. Like how you almost never replied to my e-mails despite being an advisor to Able Community (the non-profit housing cooperative we were starting together), even though I know you read every word I wrote.

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Amber, Carmen, and I on Skype for an Able Community meeting.  Photo Description: A screenshot of a video chat between 3 young women in power wheelchairs from 3 different locations.

It was so easy in college, when we lived in the same dorm. We could talk while we ate about the most random things (like how you named each of your boobs) and I could barge in your room to ask you something whenever.

We talked on AIM after we both graduated, commiserating in our mutual miseries—my hatred of law school and the challenges of having to depend on my mom for my personal care again, and your frustrations of having to live with your parents because you couldn’t find enough personal care assistants in Chicago for grad school. I guess we both got busy and I stopped using AIM, so our contact dwindled.

With the exception of one year in fifth grade when we moved to a new neighborhood and everyone in my new class wanted to be my friend (don’t ask me why), I was never in with the cool kids. Even in college when I lived in a dorm with a majority of students with disabilities needing personal care and a few live in personal care assistants students, I never quite fit in or was popular.

You never made me feel excluded or that I wasn’t cool enough to be around you, although you were a grade younger than I was and one of the cool kids of the dorm. I would go watch movies in your room after you got into bed and asked if you needed anything as I wheeled out. When I said that I wanted to smoke pot before graduating, you agreed and made it happen.

I was surprised at the connections to “the good stuff” that we already had in the dorm and that I was able to inhale from the pipe, as a group of us took turns inhaling from it outside on the patio of our dorm. I’ll always remember that one of the personal care assistants helping us answered her phone, saying “I’m helping the gimpies smoke pot.”

I was surprised that you talked about our first time smoking together in front of your mom years later when we went to a mutual friend’s house for a party; somehow it felt like the years we didn’t see each other vanished and we just continued where we left off. My parents would still kill me if they knew about this; they even oppose medical marijuana. Good thing they don’t read my blog.

I can’t believe that it’s been almost 2 years since I was on my way to see you because you were in the hospital for pneumonia when your sister e-mailed me not to come; it was too late. I got that e-mail the day before I was going to visit you with flowers, right before my meeting in Springfield. I really regretted waiting to visit you when I was conveniently in the area for my Springfield committee meeting to see you; I still do.

I didn’t think it was that serious and even jokingly e-mailed you weeks earlier that I thought I was dying when I had pneumonia, but that I was sure you’d pull through; I shouldn’t have joked like that. Honestly, when I met a group of our college friends I saw when I visited Chicago, we’d go over a list of our friends who we were concerned about health-wise and your name was never on the list. Even though we knew that you had muscular dystrophy (MD), a genetic disability that’s progressive and can result in an early death, you seemed strong. You were healthier than I was in undergrad, I was always getting colds and what have you while you never seemed sick wearing a college hoodie instead of a coat in the winner.

When I decided not to write another blog post or edit another video until I posted yours, I had no idea that it would take me so long. Part of it was probably unconsciously choosing to delay dealing with the finality of your death, and part of it was wanting to caption your video so it would be accessible to everyone. When I finally decided to post it for your family without the captions, I lost my Macbook battery power charger that had the video on it and my Youtube password. I finally bought a new charger and found the password… I sent it to your family a week ago and I finally figured out the captions!

Here’s the link to the video: https://youtu.be/CTnulPHgMVM.

Watching this video interview we did the last time I saw you a year before you passed away made me regret not asking you more important questions, not just promoting Able Community… like about your Ph.D. dissertation, your work in DC, your everyday life. But somehow, this video, despite all of this, seemed to immensely touch your family. In my Korean culture, a friend’s family becomes my family. So in that tradition, I’ll consider your family like my own. In fact, your sister is helping me go to Springfield because my sister cannot.

Your mom wanted to collect what everyone said at your memorial into a book. Here’s what I wrote for your memorial:

I remember the good times I had with Amber in our undergrad dorm, Beckwith Hall, when I would go watch movies with her late at night after she was in bed, our liberal talks, and scheming to go to Korea together. We were one of the few students at our dorm and at the campus at large who adamantly opposed Chief Illiniwek, as a racist Native American mascot.

Although Amber was a grade younger than I was, she was a cool person I wanted to hang out with more. I remember when we were both in undergrad, she invited me to see a young state senator she had a crush on. I wanted to go, but I didn’t because I had too much homework. I’ve always regretted not going to see the politician, who would later become our first African American President. Amber was always ahead of her time.

During my senior year, when students took to the streets after the basketball team lost to University of Michigan, Amber and I joined them. We rolled towards Wright Street, as hundreds of Illinois students were walking in the street, angrily chanting obscenities at Michigan. We saw the mob congregated at the alma matter, which some students were climbing. And headed back to our dorm, where my night personal assistant was annoyed that we were late, but it was so crowded we couldn’t have gotten back any faster.

Before graduating, Amber joked that she would follow me to grad school in California, where I was going to law school, and steal all of my personal assistants. We both had difficulties upon graduating undergrad. Amber returned home from starting grad school at UIC with challenges finding personal assistants while I had problems with accessible housing and personal care. Amber and I commiserated with each other over AOL instant messenger during this time.

I last hung out with her last year when I visited campus. She was always great about being interviewed for my various video projects, so I interviewed her for the second time in her Daniels dorm room. Before the interview, she expressed some annoyance at me that the video from the first time I interviewed her was still being shown in disability studies classes. Apparently, someone recognized her as the angry radical in the documentary we made in undergrad. I don’t agree with the angry part, but she was a great progressive advocate for social justice across the board.

She led such an amazing and bold life. I was in awe of everything she accomplished, her values, and international travels. I appreciated that she believed in disability rights and independence so much that she wanted to help with Able Community, a housing cooperative for people of all abilities that we are starting. Amber was on our advisory board. I’ve just been appointed to the Illinois Statewide Independent Living Council, and told Amber I was going to nominate her to the Council since she was so perfect for it. She was extremely excited about it. Amber is someone I immensely respected. I will and do really miss her. I will remember her whenever I visit the university and continue our disability work.

I still miss you, Amber.

 

Much love,

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Happy Holidays!

The following is from my annual holiday update to my friends.

A blue postcard says "Happy Holidays" in the center with white snowflakes and stars. This image is from this link.

A blue postcard says “Happy Holidays” in the center with white snowflake stars. This image is from this e-card link.

I dreaded writing this year’s update. Although I was appointed as co-chair for the Women’s Bar Association of Illinois’ Attorneys with Disabilities Committee and a member of the Statewide Independent Living Council of Illinois (SILC), I haven’t been as productive as I would like to have been this year. I’m so used to doing everything at 90 mph that my slower pace is hard for me to get used to.

Another SILC member I just met worked at the University of Illinois when I was a freshman. When I asked her why we never met before this year, she replied that she saw me but she could never catch me because I was too fast. So perhaps there are benefits to living a slower pace. Please forgive me if I was going too fast to be there for you. I’m definitely here now if you need me.

Last December, I was just ending my pro bono work with the Legal Council for Health Justice, or the organization formerly known as Aids Legal Council of Chicago, which was a fantastic six months of hands on experience with Social Security matters directly from the Executive Director. I was enthusiastic to launch my own law practice, the Disability Law Collective, with the assistance from my legal incubator program. I soon realized that successful self-employment requires more than shared office space, particularly as a person with a disability. I did get my first case through Access Living and am eager to grow my practice.

I see improving independence and employment for myself and others with disabilities as the reoccurring theme of my work and my ultimate life goal. Able Community is the non-profit housing cooperative for people with and without disabilities that I have been working on with a fantastic group of people, who all happen to have disabilities and are all graduates from the University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign. Our Able Community members are working towards improving independence for people with disabilities, personal assistants, and their families.

Able Community is not having a fundraiser this year because we are working on our 501(c)3 incorporation; we are extremely close to filing the application. I realize that I’ve been saying this for a while, but we have just submitted our materials to our non-profit pro bono attorneys and our next step is filing the application. We will have more fundraisers once we file for our 501(c)3 status, so we can provide tax deductions. If you still want to donate to Able Community anyway, we would of course gratefully accept your generosity; here is a link to our PayPal info on the bottom of this hyperlinked page. We are incredibly grateful for everything our supporters have done for us already.

(In case you missed it, above is our fundraiser video from last year. It explains what Able Community is and who the members are better.)

I consider myself so blessed to be back home in Illinois, near the city I love and to be closer to the other Able Community members. As someone who pursued a legal career to practice civil rights and fight racial injustices, I am appalled by the recent police brutality incidents. I am conscious that the systematic violence and racial inequalities deeply rooted in our nation’s history call for even greater collective systematic change at the city and national level. I have also come to realize that the everyday injustices are just as important to advocate for as the systematic ones and I hope that my law practice, the Disability Law Collective, will meet the everyday legal needs of the disability community.

(A sneak preview of Disability Law Collective’s animated promotional video.)

I also feel blessed to be back, closer to my friends in Illinois, to celebrate life’s happy and sad moments together. I lost 3 friends this year. While this comes with being a part of the disability community and I have lost schoolmates from an early age, I don’t think I will ever get used to it. I’m sure that my losses do not remotely measure up to what the families who lost their loved ones with disabilities or the teachers and professionals who continuously loose people with disabilities they work with must go through.

Having said that, I believe it is wise to make legal preparations so your loved ones and family know what your final wishes are. This can be done through estate planning, including wills, and medical and financial powers of attorneys. I’d be happy to help you figure out what legal options meet your needs and if for some reason I cannot (I’m only licensed to practice law in Illinois and California), I’ll be happy to help find someone else who can. And please let me know if there is anything else I could help you with, legally or otherwise.

I have been enjoying Chicago. One of the Able Community members would marry football if he could, whereas I would definitely marry Chicago. My sister and I have been doing the touristy things that we never did before, like architecture tours. We’ve also been going to Broadway musicals. I’m really glad that my love of musical started in an early age (thanks to my elementary school music and art teachers). I did subject to my whole law school to this love by making many of the professors and students participate in my law school musical production during my last year.

I’ve also taken up some inherently dangerous adaptive activities, including water skiing and alpine skiing (I’m sure some of you would love to throw me off a mountain). It feeds my rebellious-defying-what-people-say-I-cannot-do-because-of-my-disability spirit. Similar to the teams of people assisting people with disabilities find independence through sports traditionally meant for able-bodied people, I am excited to be a part of teams advocating for the independence for people with disabilities through the Disability Law Collective and Able Community.

(Photo with the crew of volunteers who made sure that I didn’t kill myself my first time skiing.)

I am taking better care of my health with adaptive yoga and horseback riding. I look forward to adding adaptive scuba diving to the list of my inherently dangerous adaptive adventures. Perhaps I am training to be the next James Bond… I know that I am not an attractive British able-bodied man. But how cool would it be if there was a movie with a female spy with a disability who is a person of color?!?

Happy Holidays, but especially a very Merry Christmas and a Happy Hanukkah (showing my Judeo-Christian biases)!

Sincerely,
Esther S. Lee,
Attorney at Law
esther@disabilitylawcollective.com
Disability Law Collective <http://disabilitylawcollective.com>
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