Tell Me the Number before Infinity: The Story of a Girl with a Quirky Mind, an Eccentric Family, and Oh Yes, a Disability
By Becky Taylor and Dena Taylor
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Tell Me the Number before Infinity has been praised as the honest, moving, informative, and often funny memoir by Becky Taylor, born in 1972 with cerebral palsy and a gift for math, and by her mother Dena Taylor. They contributed to mainstreaming of disabled children into California public schools. Parents, teachers, sociologists, disab
Becky Taylor
Becky Taylor has a degree in accounting, and is a Computer Science graduate from the University of California, Santa Cruz. She lives in Santa Cruz where she vice-chairs the Commission on Disabilities, and is involved in other civic organizations.
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Tell Me the Number before Infinity - Becky Taylor
Tell Me the Number before Infinity
The Story of a Girl with a Quirky Mind,
an Eccentric Family, and Oh Yes, a Disability
Becky Taylor & Dena Taylor
ISBN 9781944497002
Many Names Press, Capitola, CA
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ISBN 978-1-9444970-0-2 (ePub eBook, first edition)
ISBN 978-0-9773070-8-1 (Paperback, first edition)
Credits:
Cover photo: Becky Taylor at 4 by Martin Taylor (Becky’s grandfather)
Front Cover design: Janet Fine (with Becky’s handwriting)
Book Design & Production: Kate Hitt at Many Names Press
Authors Becky & Dena Taylorphoto by Julianna Hoffman
Sad Wait for Becky, photo by Leo Cohen
Anna’s Play, by Anna (Taylor) Olausson
Math Winner, photo by Sam Vestal
This book may be purchased at special discounts when ordered in bulk for educational, business, fund-raising or sales promotional use. For information please address the publisher Kate Hitt khitt@manynamespress.com or Becky Taylor beckytaylortutor@gmail.com
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Names: Taylor, Becky, 1972- author. | Taylor, Dena, author.
Title: Tell me the number before infinity : the story of a girl with a quirky
mind, an eccentric family, and oh yes, a disability / by Becky Taylor and Dena Taylor.
Description: First edition. | Capitola, California : Many Names Press, 2016.
Identifiers: LCCN 2016001109 (print) | LCCN 2016003357 (ebook)
| ISBN 9780977307081 (pbk. : alk. paper) | ISBN 0977307085 (pbk. : alk. paper) | ISBN 9781944497002 (e-book)
Subjects: LCSH: Taylor, Becky, 1972–Health. | Taylor, Dena. | Cerebral
palsied—California—Biography. | Mother and child—California. | People with disabilities—Biography.
Classification: LCC RC388 .T39 2016 (print) | LCC RC388 (ebook)
| DDC 616.8/360092/2794—dc23
LC record available at http://lccn.loc.gov/2016001109
Publisher Supplied Subjects (BISAC):
BIO033000 BIOGRAPHY & AUTOBIOGRAPHY / People with Disabilities
FAM01200 FAMILY & RELATIONSHIPS / Children with Special Needs
SOC02900 SOCIAL SCIENCE / People with Disabilities
EDU026050 EDUCATION / Special Education / Behavioral, Emotional & Social Disabilities
About this Book & the Authors
TELL ME THE NUMBER BEFORE INFINITY, the story of a girl with a quirky mind, an eccentric family, and oh yes, a disability is a hero’s journey with Becky Taylor at the forefront of the 1975 federal education act mainstreaming disabled children into the public schools.
Parents, teachers, people with disabilities, people who know and work with people with disabilities, those curious about how a child’s mind works, and even brain researchers will find TELL ME THE NUMBER BEFORE INFINITY fascinating, as Dena Taylor first describes her daughter Becky’s birth in 1972, her cerebral palsy, her depth of thought, and her exceptional gift for calculus at the age of four. Then together, in counterpoint, from their own unique perspectives (often on the same event), Becky Taylor and Dena Taylor touchingly (and often humorously) write about growing up with the realities of having a disability through Becky’s early childhood, her school years, college, and into adulthood to age forty.
Becky Taylor holds a degree in accounting and is a Computer Science graduate from the University of California, Santa Cruz. She lives in Santa Cruz where she vice-chairs the Commission on Disabilities, and is involved in other civic organizations.
Dena Taylor, M.S.W., Rutgers University, is the mother of two grown daughters, and is retired from careers in social work and education. She is the author, editor and co-editor of six books on women’s issues.
Dedication
To Rodney, without whom
this story wouldn’t exist.
And to Anna for all the light she brings.
Acknowledgments
We want to thank the No Name Writing Group of Santa Cruz, California, for its years of encouragement and critical feedback on our chapters. The members of that excellent collection of writers are Amber, Dee, Ellen, Ellie, Gail, Joan, Kim, Lillian, Susan, and Ziggy. We also very much appreciate Julianne Johnson for her important comments and Louise and Ralph Black for reading an early version of the book and telling us what they thought. Also many thanks to Julie Olsen Edwards, Stan Rushworth, Marcia Areias, and Lynne Alper for reading and giving valuable feedback. A thousand thank-yous to Kathryn Chetkovich for her editing expertise, to Kathie Hightower and Robin Atwood for all their help, and to Janet Fine for her artful eye. And a huge thank-you to Kate Hitt of Many Names Press for making this book a reality. And finally, we are grateful for all our friends and family for their love and support.
A slightly different version of Riding Free
was previously published in Woman of Power Issue 18, 1990. Monsters
and Pushing Me On
were previously published in Phren-Z; Some People
and Monsters
were previously published in In Celebration of the Muse 15th Anniversary Anthology.
Foreword
This is a memoir told from two perspectives. Our chapters are interwoven, and because they are chronological, there are more of the mother’s, Dena’s, at the beginning. Sometimes the same event is described by each of us from our separate points of view. Many of the pieces were written at the time they happened, as both of us are in the habit of writing things down. Some of Becky’s pieces were originally done as school assignments. And some we wrote just to keep ourselves sane.
We have tried to be honest in our writing. Half of our family is here only in our telling, and in an excerpt from a play written by Becky’s sister. They have their own stories.
We have put this book together so that parents, teachers, people with disabilities, and people who know people with disabilities can have a better understanding of the everyday life—the hard times and the humor—of a girl who is, indeed, a trailblazer.
—Becky Taylor and Dena Taylor
1. London, 1972
Dena
It is painful to think about Becky’s birth, because it was then, most likely, that the damage occurred. The brain damage. I was living in London, working as a community organizer with a group of older women who had been meths drinkers
—users of methylated spirits, a cheap and unhealthy form of alcohol—and an entire neighborhood that was being demolished to make room for public housing. I had moved to England in the late sixties after graduate school, and was now sharing a flat and my life with Rodney, an Englishman who was separated from his wife and two young children.
My parents were visiting from California, and they did not much care for my choice of a mate. We were all, however, excited about the pregnancy. When my water broke, at six-and-a-half months pregnant, Rodney had just moved out because of the terrible tension between the two of us. Was it our arguing that caused me to go into labor? Was it my parents’ suitcases I’d been hauling around? Was it the sex we had just before Rodney left?
An ambulance delivered me to King’s College Hospital, the biggest and best teaching hospital in London, where doctors gave me medications to stop the labor. My parents left that day to catch their plane back home. It was the end of their two-week visit. I was alone. It does not look good,
the doctors said. This baby is too small to be born.
Many hours later, at 12:15am on August 4, this baby, who had been very active in the womb but was quiet now, entered the world, but did not start breathing. Maybe it was because of the drugs they administered; maybe it was because the cord was around her neck. The doctors let out audible groans, said it was a girl, and one of them whisked her to the other side of the room to try to resuscitate her. I learned later that he put a tube down her throat and blew his own breath into her for 25 minutes until she could breathe by herself. They took her to a neonatal unit and put me in a room with new moms who had just given birth to healthy babies. Hearing their conversations and seeing them nursing their newborns was excruciatingly painful.
I could not get any answers about my baby’s condition or where she was, so I wandered the halls of that huge hospital looking for her, if indeed she was still alive. My first look at her was in the preemie ward, inside an incubator donated by Princess Margaret. Several tubes were attached to her body, and a huge needle went into her head. She was just skin and bones, too young for any muscle, two pounds ten ounces, but with a full head of dark hair and deep purple eyes. The nurses explained that the feeding tube was in her head because that was how they could reach the biggest vein. There was also a monitor under her that would set off an alarm if she stopped breathing, prompting a nurse to rush over and pull a string that jiggled her foot, reminding her to take a breath. It was a common thing, they said, for babies this premature to forget to breathe. I was not allowed to hold her. Her condition was critical, and they didn’t know if she’d make it. I could, however, put my finger through a hole into the incubator. She grabbed it and stared at me and I talked to her.
One doctor told me a few hours later to get pregnant again right away, because my baby, if she lived, was probably going to be blind, deaf, and retarded. Shocked at everything he said, I could only glare at him.
Rodney returned a few days later. I spent most of my time at the hospital. The staff set up a bed for me so I could stay at night. All the mothers who had preemies pumped their breast milk which was then mixed together and fed to the babies. After a few days the nurses told me I’d better give the baby a name, because it looked like she was going to live, and they needed to know what to call her. We had thought to name her after Rodney’s mother, Sarah, but that didn’t seem to fit anymore. This baby needed a plucky name. Becky.
It was twelve days before I could hold her in my arms, and two months before I could take her home. Take her home I did, when she was four months old, all the way to California.