Tuesday, July 3, 2012

One Stroky’s Journey: About comments on yesterday’s post

Comments on my post here yesterday about the frustrations and positives of a recent shopping trip reinforced reasons I keep blogging. The women who left comments have all contributed to my continued recovery from last year’s stroke.

They and several other fellow bloggers have encouraged, shared their own experiences, made me cry happy tears and sometimes nostalgic or heartbroken tears. They have made me laugh inside and sometimes laugh out loud so hard and long that tears and gasping for breath resulted. Extremely effective medicine all!

Retired English Teacher’s observations about handicapped accessibility reminded me of thoughts I had facing some relatively minor challenges during a recent stay in a motel that was otherwise a pleasure.

I was really put out about a couple of inconveniences that did not diminish my safety, only my sanity. I stewed awhile, grumbling to myself that a simple, inexpensive alteration could have eliminated the source of my discontent.

After prolonged internal grumbling and a bit of out-loud complaining to Hubby the next day, the light bulb, the old-fashioned kind, not the energy saver with weird colored light, went off in my head. What would have been more convenient for me would most likely be inconvenient or even unsafe for a person who had survived a stroke in the brain’s left side. I also realized that what I need in order to operate safely more than a year into my recovery is far different in many respects than when I was in a wheelchair.

How can any business attempt to anticipate and equip exterior and interior spaces for every single permutation of various disabilities? Just as off-the-rack clothing, no matter how well made, does not fit every body type, travelling and shopping with disabilities often requires adjustments to specific circumstances.

That said, I am fortunate that I have Husband Walter and other friends and relatives who help me meet those challenging circumstances safely. I am also fortunate to live in the United States where there are minimum standards about access for individuals with mobility limitations.

One of the airline employees who assisted me on my solo travel in May (I posted about that trip here) said his brother who is handicapped and lives in England was advised he must appear in person to apply for a disability badge. He made it to the building. But there he learned that the office was not on the ground floor, and there was no elevator.

It’s ironic that a disability thwarted his efforts to secure the disability badge. A Google search showed that the possibility of applying online is now in place in England and Wales. Our conversation was interrupted before I found out if the brother ever obtained the badge.

Another light bulb just went off. My posts have been getting longer and more rambling. Short and clear is harder, but I must keep reminding myself that succinctness and clarity are essential goals for this long-winded blogger.

6 comments:

Sandra said...

i have enjoyed reading about your experiences as they happen, so keep writing.

Arkansas Patti said...

That was a stunning conundrum that poor fellow in England faced. Bet that office didn't issue too many badges that year.
I hadn't thought about how many handicap solutions a company that wishes to comply with must try to implement. I can see why some conditions are probably not met.
Keep writing and don't try to skimp on words. You always open my eyes and increase my awareness. Clarity trumps all.

schmidleysscribblins,wordpress.com said...

The Americans with a Disability Act of 1972 was a great boone to those of us with some difficulties these days. Good idea to assist the public with stroke issues.

Lefties are often at a disadvantage I think. You realize this if you lose the right side as David did with his hip replacement.

My sister has difficulty with walking or even standing. At age 68, she is suffering from neuralogical issues associated with Chemo. We all have crosses to bear I think. Dianne

gigihawaii said...

Yes, I agree with Dianne: We all have crosses to bear. I have mine as well. There is one disability, which I never discuss with friends. It's just too darn personal. Kudos to you for being so honest, Linda. Your stories open my eyes!

Retired English Teacher said...

Rambling posts from you? Never. I have never read anything that you have written that does not amaze me with your clarity of thought and expression. Truly, I am constantly amazed at your words of wisdom, frustration, humor, and insight. I think of you often. You have given me much hope. As I have struggled to come back from my minor, when compared to your stroke, head injury, I have often thought of you and kept the faith while I struggled on to recovery.

You have opened my eyes also. Keep on writing. I truly believe there a book here for others who have survived a stroke.

photowannabe said...

I don't think your posts are long winded.
You say what needs to be said in a way that captures my attention.
Don't stop.
Don't stop being you.
Have a wonderful Sunday Linda.