You never think about how difficult it is for a handicapped person to have to depend on someone to take care of him/her, to simply be able to park in a spot with enough room to get out of the car and into a wheelchair, to depend on another person to get your wheelchair out of the trunk for you and wheel it over to your door. Do you ever think about how hard it is for the handicapped to find a handicapped space? Finding one large enough to give you room to get into a wheelchair are few and far between. Many handicapped spaces only allow enough room for the car. Seems whoever planned that out did not consider those in wheelchairs that have to slide from their car seat to the chair need that extra room. It seems that there just are not enough handicapped spaces available. Makes you think. There must be more handicapped people now than when they created those spaces?
For those of us who are not handicapped, and do not have to sit for several hours in a chair, and the only recourse is to lay in bed… it just doesn’t occur to us.
And to simply be able to wheel the chair around without bumping into something (or someone), it just doesn’t dawn on us how hard that is.
We just do not think about something like this until it happens to you or to someone you know or love.
And then when it does happen to someone you know or love, you learn pretty quickly about how difficult it is.
That's when you start thinking about all those people out there that have absolutely no clue what this is all about, what the handicapped person is going through, about what his/her loved ones are going through and the person caring for him/her, what he/she is going through. They have no clue.
Why do I know this? It’s simple. I am one of those people who had no clue. My husband became disabled May 4, 2010, after he had lower lumbar surgery and has not been able to take care of himself since. So, I’m his caregiver and the person who continues to love him and care for him. And each day that passes, our love grows stronger.
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