ILoveMyDVC
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Just wanted to share with everyone my experience of random kindness at OKW this past week and to remind us that sometimes, things are not what they seem.
Two weeks ago, I was unexpectedly pushed to the front of the line to have a radical hysterectomy on 8/25. On 8/28, the Governor of Florida ordered as mandatory evacuation where I just moved to at the end of May.
Naturally, I sought shelter at my beloved OKW. I am medically restricted from flying for several weeks, on doctor's orders not to drive and was not all that comfortable on the ride to WDW.
My doctor encouraged walking so when I wanted to make certain my two reservations were linked, I decided to walk to the front desk from Turtle Pond. (You can't just call the local desk by pushing the button on the phone) Although I was a day shy of 1 week post-op, I had made the same walk two days earlier. This time was very different. I could barely move after crossing the bridge. I didn't think I could tolerate the bus ride to South Point and back so my friend ran ahead to get the car. I kept struggling along doing baby steps. An older woman accompanying, who I assume was her older husband in a wheelchair passed by me. I saw her stop and say something to him around buildings 28 & 29. He kept going and she doubled back and asked if there was anything she could do to help me get back to my room. I thanked her profusely; told her a car was coming and told her I had a hysterectomy 6 days prior, She looked at me and said, "and your first thought was to go on vacation to Disney World?" I said, no ma'am, I was ordered to evacuate my new home because of the hurricane so I came here where I knew I would be safe. She apologized and I thanked her again assuring her I was within a minute of being picked up.
How awesome was she? Stopping to randomly help a stranger.
AND, how many times have WE all made an assumption about someone's "decision" to go to WDW under questionable (to the eye) circumstances. Certainly, I was not in a theme park and we have all indeed been witness to some poor planning (2 weeks old infants in the hot sun) but sometimes, things are not what they seem.
Two weeks ago, I was unexpectedly pushed to the front of the line to have a radical hysterectomy on 8/25. On 8/28, the Governor of Florida ordered as mandatory evacuation where I just moved to at the end of May.
Naturally, I sought shelter at my beloved OKW. I am medically restricted from flying for several weeks, on doctor's orders not to drive and was not all that comfortable on the ride to WDW.
My doctor encouraged walking so when I wanted to make certain my two reservations were linked, I decided to walk to the front desk from Turtle Pond. (You can't just call the local desk by pushing the button on the phone) Although I was a day shy of 1 week post-op, I had made the same walk two days earlier. This time was very different. I could barely move after crossing the bridge. I didn't think I could tolerate the bus ride to South Point and back so my friend ran ahead to get the car. I kept struggling along doing baby steps. An older woman accompanying, who I assume was her older husband in a wheelchair passed by me. I saw her stop and say something to him around buildings 28 & 29. He kept going and she doubled back and asked if there was anything she could do to help me get back to my room. I thanked her profusely; told her a car was coming and told her I had a hysterectomy 6 days prior, She looked at me and said, "and your first thought was to go on vacation to Disney World?" I said, no ma'am, I was ordered to evacuate my new home because of the hurricane so I came here where I knew I would be safe. She apologized and I thanked her again assuring her I was within a minute of being picked up.
How awesome was she? Stopping to randomly help a stranger.
AND, how many times have WE all made an assumption about someone's "decision" to go to WDW under questionable (to the eye) circumstances. Certainly, I was not in a theme park and we have all indeed been witness to some poor planning (2 weeks old infants in the hot sun) but sometimes, things are not what they seem.
