I don't think I realized how difficult it really was going to be, days before I had been preparing myself by keeping an eye open for paths that would be easier to take with a wheelchair so that when I had it I wouldn't be completely helpless. I got the wheelchair at 8am october20, leaving the room where the wheelchairs were stalled I had to use my arms to get the wheelchair strait through the door way (amature). I entered the elevator and luckily i was the only one in there so that I could turn myself around while it was going down to the first level of the building (It took a few tries of reversing and going forward, almost like driving a car). Well I got outside and went down the ramp (oh ya i almost got stuck in between the doors because the button didn't give me enough time to get through the doors) and as i was rolling I realized that having your tires or wheels go strait is a very big deal, because if not you are having to constantly over correct, which i had to do as my wheelchair was flying down the hill towards the mc, about 20 times I almost landed in the grass with soaking wet sweatshirt sleeves from the cold rain caked on the wheelchairs grip for the driver.
Entering the MC wasn't so bad because a nice gentleman pushed the door button for me and made sure I got through the doors, I was actually surprised at his unasked for kindness. I went to a table to study but shortly after I had to use the bathroom and I needed a drink of water. Thinking I could do both of them without a problem I was very easily proven wrong.I couldn't get into the bathroom without a struggle and I definitely couldn't get out without a struggle and my stall even though it was the larger of the stalls felt very small. I couldn't maneuver around very well to get close to the toilet to use the bar to pull my body to it. Leaving the bathroom as I struggled and was getting stuck in the door way a young man walked by and I was embarrassed. First because I was stuck and then it wasn't so much as being embarrassed of being stuck but more of being embarrassed with our human ways. We should be so kind enough to see the struggle and lend a helping hand, but how many times do we see these types of difficulty's and absentminded looked past with blank eyes and continue walking? Even possibly minutes later when we are distant enough it may set in that someone was in need of our help and we abandon them, but think well there isn't anything I can do now. I have done this very thing! I certainly know I have fallen victim of those very thoughts!
But soon after my inside rants were calmed as i tried to later make it back up the hill to the Hinckley, i sat in that chair turning and turning those wheels and wasn't even half way when i thought to myself you can do this, you can do this, you can-- (man behind me asks can i help you get somewhere) yes random citizen you certainly can!! of course i played the honored fool and stated, " well only if you are going in the same direction, i'm headed to the Hinckley building", his response, "well i live up past the Hinckley and wouldn't mind helping out". Thank you very much kind sir! hoping to avoid the awkward question of "what happened to you?", I didn't and after he asked me if it was my legs i realized as i was pushing my self my legs got so focused on supporting me in an odd way they made me looked somewhat paralyzed, but they weren't of course and i couldn't lie to the man so i told him it was for a class, and half expecting him to let go of the chair and walk away he pushed me all the way to the Hinckley while huffing and puffing and keeping conversation.

My eyes were completely opened that day, to how little the outside world really knows of some peoples everyday struggles.. i hope that because my eyes are open i can be a small change, a ripple more of a thought and in doing so bring some ease to those are silently suffering in fear of a being a burden to others.
I felt the same way about this experience! A total eye opener. I never realized how hard it is not to use your legs. Going up the hill was the hardest for me. I got some help too! (Bless the people willing to help) There are more good people out there than I give the world credit for sometimes.
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