A Woman with Paralysis Talks About Sex and Love: Why Should I Have to Say No?.

Nine months ago, I met my partner Greg through a dating app, and I still feel a thrill of anticipation to spend the night with him.

According to The Sun: During my preparations for our time together, I need more planning and assistance than other women.

After a horrific accident in 2014, I became a tetraplegic - which means I am paralyzed from the chest down, with limited hand movement.

Although I can happily eat and drink independently, as well as do things like hair and makeup, I need help to get up and down from my wheelchair and to sit in bed.

The accident turned my life upside down, but one thing I refused to give up – is my desire for love, fun, and sex.

Why Can't I Aspire to Passion in Life?

It's a huge source of frustration when society assumes that people with disabilities automatically lose their sexual appeal and desire for romantic connections, along with our ability to move.

So instead of romance becoming taboo in my life, I became an advocate and fighter for others like me, sharing my experiences to raise awareness - emphasizing that we deserve love and intimacy just like everyone else.

Experience of Reimagining Life

Now, at 45, I have fallen in love - something I wasn't sure would ever happen.

In March 2014, I came home after dinner with friends near my home in London. On the way home, I felt the need for the bathroom, so I ran up the stairs - losing my balance on the sixth step and falling to the floor.

My memories of what happened are fuzzy.

I know that my partner found me, emergency services arrived, and I was operated on in the hospital.

My marriage, which I had with James for five years, lasted only six months before it peaked; but we had reached our climax.

A couple of days after my accident, I was still processing what had happened, and unable to comprehend what my future might look like, I was stunned to see an email from James in which he didn’t understand me.

Until they realized this - no one had ever brought up the topic of sex with me - we decided it would be our first attempt to revive our sex life.

I was nervous. We kissed and hugged in my ward on the spinal unit, even engaging in foreplay, but the prospect of having sex again was daunting.

Before I got injured, I was sexually confident; I loved the intimacy and connection it created.

I wanted that again.