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Traveling to Mongolia with Spinal Muscular Atrophy

I was browsing a group about traveling with a disability when I ran across this post. The woman has the same disability I do. I thought I'd pass it on, verbatim.

Hello everyone.

My childhood fantasy was to visit Mongolia. My reality is that I was born with spinal muscular atrophy (SMA) which has left me dependent on a wheelchair, with limited strength and significant breathing problems. Not exactly the best circumstances for even the hardiest person to contemplate such a trip across the world. But I can say that my dream of visiting Mongolia is "no longer a fantasy."

On July 15, 1995, Ro, Sally, Pat, Fred and I embarked on a fantastic journey... to Outer Mongolia. Together we flew eight times, travelled on the Trans Mongolian Railway, drove through and over the Gobi desert in a bus, slept in tents on the steppes of Mongolia, touched the Great Wall of China, slept in a yurt, and saw a yak. We visited countries, saw places, met people and experienced things we never thought possible. And I found that most spirit truly belonged in Mongolia.

The book about my journey, "Outer Mongolia... no longer a fantasy", has now been published and is available as an e-book and CD-ROM.

The book has an important underlying message... that if you truly believe in doing something, and if it is meant to be, then anything is possible, whether you are disabled or not.

You can find out more about my book by visiting
http://www.synergebooks.com/ebook_outermongolia.html
For further information please contact Jeanne May at my website at www.aspirationsplus.com

All proceeds of my book go to the people of Mongolia via the Red Cross.

Thanks
Jeanne

Comments

  1. Jeanne May3:42:00 AM

    Hello Jason... wow! I'm flattered to find my story on your blog. Thank you so much... it's a wonderful surprise on this Tuesday.

    And thanks so much for this promotion... I'm really excited that all proceeds are going back to Mongolia. I'm not physically in a position to work there... but I sure can support them spiritually!

    Your blog is great...
    Best wishes
    Jeanne
    www.aspirationsplus.com

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