CarolAnnC
<font color=blue>Caught Smuggling Jello Shot Syrin
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I have shared this story with friends on the Think Tank and I thought some of you might like to read about my experiences today, too. Here it is:
I have previously had the opportunity to have a close family member temporarily in a wheelchair.. two family members actually. So, I had an idea of what it was like dealing with wheelchair access. Just a little taste of it.
While I am recuperating with my broken leg, I have rented and primarily use a walker to hop with and a wheelchair for longer distances. I am still not allowed to put weight on the injured leg, so I am relying on these two pieces of equipment for mobility.
My daughter drove me today to the Dept of Motor Vehicles in our state capital in order to obtain a temporary handicapped parking permit. There were no automatic doors, so as we approached the 3 sets of double doors, she spun me around so as to pull me inside while holding the door open with her side. Neither of us could believe a young woman perhaps in her 30's stood in back of my wheelchair waiting to enter after us, so as not to have to pull open a door for herself. Never mind the fact that it would have been polite to offer to hold the door while we got inside. Kristen has only had a couple of times pushing me so far, and she is not adept at manuevering the wheelchair quite yet.
As I sat there backwards watching this woman standing right behind me, waiting to enter our door, she heaved a very loud sigh and put a disgusted look on her face. We were not moving fast enough for her. She then stomped over to the next set of double doors and opened one to enter, glaring dirty looks at us as she passed us by....
Another woman, probably well in her 70's or 80's approached us and grabbed the door from Kristen so that she could then pull me inside. God bless her...
I have no idea how people like that first woman can rationalize their behavior. I can only think that one day they may find themselves lacking mobility, or requiring assistance to get around. I have always lived by the adage of treating others as you would like to be treated yourself...
I have previously had the opportunity to have a close family member temporarily in a wheelchair.. two family members actually. So, I had an idea of what it was like dealing with wheelchair access. Just a little taste of it.
While I am recuperating with my broken leg, I have rented and primarily use a walker to hop with and a wheelchair for longer distances. I am still not allowed to put weight on the injured leg, so I am relying on these two pieces of equipment for mobility.
My daughter drove me today to the Dept of Motor Vehicles in our state capital in order to obtain a temporary handicapped parking permit. There were no automatic doors, so as we approached the 3 sets of double doors, she spun me around so as to pull me inside while holding the door open with her side. Neither of us could believe a young woman perhaps in her 30's stood in back of my wheelchair waiting to enter after us, so as not to have to pull open a door for herself. Never mind the fact that it would have been polite to offer to hold the door while we got inside. Kristen has only had a couple of times pushing me so far, and she is not adept at manuevering the wheelchair quite yet.
As I sat there backwards watching this woman standing right behind me, waiting to enter our door, she heaved a very loud sigh and put a disgusted look on her face. We were not moving fast enough for her. She then stomped over to the next set of double doors and opened one to enter, glaring dirty looks at us as she passed us by....
Another woman, probably well in her 70's or 80's approached us and grabbed the door from Kristen so that she could then pull me inside. God bless her...
I have no idea how people like that first woman can rationalize their behavior. I can only think that one day they may find themselves lacking mobility, or requiring assistance to get around. I have always lived by the adage of treating others as you would like to be treated yourself...