An Inconvenient World
“The world is not made for people who are in discomfort or pain. It's certainly not made for the disabled. ”
The world is not made for me. Let me be more exact. The world is not made for people who are in discomfort or pain. It's certainly not made for the disabled. The more I deal with my petty problems, the greater my respect is for people who are disabled and deal with this stuff all their lives. I don't know how they do it.
The radiation has weakened me substantially. When I started, I barely needed the walker. Now I rely on it. My strength will come back, but I'll have a lot of work to do after that last treatment next Monday. I guess it's all part of coping, I have to think about things that I took for granted before. The mat inside the entrance to Hopkins. The walker can get caught in it, so I have to sort of hop the walker over it. It surprises me, but not every bathroom in the hospital is accessible. I have learned which ones have the railings and the space that I need.
The chairs in all of the waiting areas are nice enough, but they are low, and not easy to get out of. And for someone with back pain, they're not all that comfortable. The chairs in the examination rooms are worse. Most are very low, with no arms. That's a real problem for me, but then I have to remind myself that the chairs, the mats, the bathrooms, all that wasn't designed for someone in my situation. It wasn't picked out for someone in Cancer World. No, it's all for the normal world. And unfortunately, I don't function in Normal World as well as I used to.
I guess it would be asking too much, and would certainly be too expensive to make the world right for everyone with health problems. That's just not practical. But a lot more could be done. That's what I was thinking when I realized that the switch to open the automatic doors for the disabled was too low for me to reach. I couldn't bend down far enough. No, there's no way to please everyone. But when you're out and about, and see someone in a wheelchair or on crutches or whatever, remember that some people out there are working much much harder than the rest of us are.
7:28 AM ET | 04-10-2008 | permalink

