An accident. Paralysis. Then relearning how to live — including relationships and sexAT THE MOMENT OF IMPACT
In their early 20s, neither Teri Thorson nor Cory Parsons had any trouble getting dates.
Thorson, a part-time model and go-go dancer at age 24, was blond and statuesque, accustomed to the attention of men. An early portfolio shot catches her gazing confidently into the camera, a woman ready to take on the world.
Cory Parsons was always seeking out adventure and pushing the boundaries. He had already had several romances by the time he was 23, and in the summer of 1998 headed to Kelowna on his motorcycle to pursue another.
Life as they knew it ended for both of them when accidents put them first in hospital, then in wheelchairs. A car crash left Thorson paralyzed from the chest down at age 25. Parsons’ Kelowna adventure ended in quadriplegia, when he broke his neck in a head-first dive in a swimming area.
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Thorson’s car crash happened on a gravel road in Australia, where she was visiting a friend. As they were driving to the beach, an unmarked hairpin turn caught them both unaware and her friend was unable to course-correct before the vehicle flipped over three times.
Thorson remembers bits and pieces of the crash.
The car rolling.
The moment the roof caved in on her head.
Her neck dislocating.
People talking to her by the side of the road.
An ambulance driver.
A helicopter ride to a hospital that wasn’t equipped to deal with her injury. A transfer to another.
Almost immediately after the crash, Thorson knew something was wrong. She had damaged her vertebrae from C4 to C7, from her lower to her upper neck. She would eventually be labelled as ‘complete,’ meaning she has no hand movement but good triceps and biceps strength, with some wrist strength as well. But it wasn’t until doctors at the second hospital told her that she realized she was paralyzed.
“But even then, I still didn’t really understand what that meant,” she said.
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Parsons’ Kelowna trip had its origins in the previous summer, when he had met a woman who interested him. Knowing they would both be in the area again in a year, they agreed to meet up then to see if sparks would still fly.
They did.
As Parsons put it, “It was love all over. We were very, very, very connected.”
Excited after their lengthy separation, the two explored the waterfront and had some drinks before checking out a swimming area in the local park.
Parsons dove in headfirst.
As his head hit the bottom, two vertebrae in his mid-neck, C5-6, broke.
“I knew something was really wrong. I couldn’t move my arms, I couldn’t get myself above water to breathe,” he said.
Luckily, Parsons’ girlfriend was a nurse and immediately knew what had happened. Getting into the water, she held him in a spinal clamp position, stabilizing him with her arms.
Unluckily, the medical team that came to assist pulled Parsons out of the water by his arms, dislocating his shoulders and further damaging his sixth vertebrae.
He was essentially folded in half, and remembers staring at the inside of his bellybutton.
In hospital, he was told he would be a quadriplegic for the rest of his life.
He immediately asked the doctor to “pull the plug.” The doctor refused.
In that moment, the 23-year-old Parsons made a vow.
“If I was going to be a quadriplegic, I was going to be the best effing quadriplegic I could ever be.”
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LEARNING TO (SELF) LOVE
While all physical disabilities come with challenges, a specific difficulty arises for those injured as older teens or adults – the necessity to reconcile their old sense of identity with their new outer self.
For Thorson, that meant finding a new way in a world in which she had always been defined by a certain kind of physical appearance.
“Prior to my disability, I lived in a kind of superficial world. I was a dancer, I did some modelling,” said Thorson. “I’m 5-foot-10 and I really enjoyed that silent power trip. I was always very shy and never really spoke at any meetings. I just wanted to fade in the background.
“It was like the opposite after I had my injury. It was like, now I’m not this tall, skinny, dancer-model anymore, I’m sitting in a wheelchair and I definitely don’t feel attractive.”
Foremost on Thorson’s mind was the question of what, if anything, was left of her sexual life. After her accident she was left with no feeling below “nipple-level,” as she puts it.
“How participatory can I be, when you can’t move? Is it like being with a dead person? It sounds horrible; that’s what I was thinking about,” she said.
Parsons remembers asking himself a question: “Who the hell is going to love me now?”
It was that kind of uncertainty and fear among those with spinal cord injuries that drove Dr. George Szasz to start the sexual rehabilitation program at G.F. Strong, B.C.’s major rehabilitation facility, in 1975.
Kate McBride now works in the program. “He (Szasz) started training clinicians to take an active role in assessment and management and treatment to help people explore their concerns and work toward their optimal sexual well-being,” she said.
The program provides three types of services:
• Emotional support: Counselling recognizing clients’ legitimate sexual health concerns and acknowledging sexual changes.
• Education: Providing information on how their body functions now, how they will experience sex differently, and potential sexual positions.
• Tangible support: Interventions and physical therapies specific to their physicality and questions. Medical therapy. Assistance with pregnancy, including a sperm retrieval program.
“The first step is to look at how they view sexuality, their own values around it. If they have some idea of what’s ‘normal,’ maybe we can challenge it,” said McBride.
“One of my clients with a brain injury said, ‘Normal is a cycle on my dishwasher.’ For people with disabilities, if they subscribe to certain values and beliefs around what it is to be sexual and express your sexuality, that can limit them.”
McBride said that while each client’s experience with the program is individual, outcomes are considered successful when clients become comfortable with themselves as sexual beings.
One person Parsons found especially helpful was sexual medicine specialist Dr. Stacy Elliott from the sperm retrieval clinic, whom he called “an absolute gem, just a real fantastic person and a wonderful nurse.” At one time, Parsons and his girlfriend were considering having children, which is when he met Elliott.
“She was very instrumental in helping me understand what my future as a sexual partner was going to be like,” he said.
While Parsons is appreciative of the help he received from the sexual rehabilitation program, his introduction to it was disheartening.
Ushered into a small room with a TV, Parsons was shown an instructional video that seemed more than 20 years old, featuring actors he believes were feigning paralytic injuries.
“I cried my eyes out. If that was going to be my future, I didn’t want to live.”
But it was in the supportive environment of the sexual health rehabilitation service that Parsons was able to find his new sexual self.
“You can create this environment through emotion and love and respect and acceptance of somebody, and the chair just disappears.”
Parsons hopes to one day film an updated version of the video for clients of the service, though he hasn’t yet found the right partner willing to participate.