Buz Onezed

Born in '73 and raised in Vancouver my whole life. In 1997 I broke my neck at a C-4-5 level, confining me to a wheelchair. I don't need to work as I am financially secure. I have no brain injury, and I have very limited control of my hands. I basically just need to entertain myself while waiting for the cure so I can get back on with my life. I don't expect much, all in all I do this for my entertainment and healing, and hopefully for others as well.

How did it happen?

On August 21, 1997, my 2000 lb bobcat tipped off the second floor of the former Woodward's Department Store building. Plummeting down 60 feet to land on Cordova Street, I remember thinking on the way down, "boy do I have a story to tell"!

My neck was broken at the C-4 level (3 levels below Christopher Reeve's). Speedy medical care prevented more damage. But now I live with: incomplete quadriplegia, one third my former lung capacity, and half my former blood pressure and shoulder and bicep capability. My triceps, wrists, and fingers don't work yet. Using adaptive splints I am able to eat most foods by myself, brush my teeth, play on the computer, and drive my power chair, but it is a struggle. Trying to get the sleep out of my eyes has never been more frustrating. When my nose is plugged I don't have the power to blow so with the help of someone we have to work it out together. (These problems are just the tip of the iceberg!)

It's a serious struggle. People say I'm lucky to be alive. At times I beg to differ. I listen to Christopher Reeve, talking about nerve regeneration, and I think "Ya one day, I will walk again!" I have the support of my family, friends and staff with every step (pardon the pun).