special needs transportation

My name is Gretchen Wood, I was born with osteogenesimperfecta, brittle bones I contracted polio. I was raised in a large family with all able bodied people, they never allowed me to give up so Ive become a very strong individual. Ive endured horrific accidents and have broken practically every bone in my body many times. Ive also survived an abusive marriage, this is where my two beautiful step daughters come in. They also are survivors. I have donated my time for years helping children. I play guitar and sing professionally, its a gift from God considering the many times Ive fractured my wrists, hands fingers, I refuse to give up even though my body would like to do . I have been Home bound since 2008, always depending on others when others always have depended on me, Iam a natural caretaker. Since 2008 I severely fractured both ankles and broke the fusion in my right ankle, broke the metal in my knees, All the graftings and surgeries Shriners Hospital did I have torn and theres nothing they can do, so I am unable to get behind the wheel of my van. Ive always been independent , Im always on the look out for the ex-husband who is now out of prison that he and his father want to finish what they started. I plug along, I dont want others to pity me or feel sorry. The last few years I severley broke my thigh, the doc (what an angel) had to scoop the bone out, and he saved my leg, then I broke my ankle (again) and my right shoulder, oh how I missed playing my guitar, but I could still sing and Im back to playing and singing, I have guitar students that I volunteer teaching, I perform for benefits, but I still have to depend on others to get me to where I need to be......this is where I need help in transportation, Im on a list to be helped on getting a wheelchair accessible vehicle but I have to come up with half the money.......I was just diagnoised with RA and I have post polio syndrome, osteo arthritus, advanced osteoporosis, I was run down in a walkway in front of Disneyland in 1976, by a drunk driver, he killed me but it wasnt my time, my pelvic, ribs spine were broken, estimated speed 60mph, My first OBE...in 1978 I was rearended on a freeway on ramp by a drunk driver I nearly lost my right leg, Everyone walked away but me. In 1991 I was in a head on collision with a propane crane truck in my driveway and this is where all the injustice you could ever imagine could and did happen. I was in a 1964 econoline van, you have to remember I was still walking, limping disabled person  both legs were severed from my knees and my left arm was broken and the bones had come out of my hand. I lost all my blood they still dont know how I survived but I know it was by the grace of God. I went through a harder time through the court system and how I was treated going up a gainst a big corporation, it was a joke and Ive suffered, but because of the bone disease its hard to defend someone, oh well...another day in a glass persons life. I was up and walking in 3 months on my own legs another divine intervention and the two years later my dogs knocked me down shattering my legs and arm whoops, love them dogs. I always have had animals whether they be animals dropped off in my yard or feral cats or family or friends that need a good home, here Iam. So this is why Im unable to use my legs like standing or walking, when the physician recieved me in the er he didnt know what my leg looked like since it was mush and he decided to reshape my leg into a normal leg, well Im not normal, so what the heck?  As I was recouping a man from my church introduced me to his son, I was too involved when the abuse began, he would beat me around my head and arms and legs, everytime I tried to escape he knew my every thought, I was in a wheelchair, I would manage to get in my truck he would chase me down in his bigger truck and tried pushing me and my truck off an 800 foot embankment. I lived in the mountains where law was a good two hours away. This man would hide me out all battered and since I was in a chair people just assumed I had been in an accident, when I would cry out for help my husband would beat them up, I was terrified of him. Nothing I did, I couldnt look at him and when he aimed a shotgun at his father and shot him I thought for sure I was going to be saved but no help ever came. Theres so much more but this is where the wonderful came in I got to raise and save two beautiful little girls who are now two beautiful young women, strong, healthy survivors they were witness to this. I have a beautiful grandson and another on the way and this is where I say thank you God...I survived and Im going to keep on doing what I do and that is LOVE!