I hate that I broke my ankle in the most
foolish and preventable accident in the history of foolish preventable
accidents.
However, as I struggle alone to recuperate,
the kindnesses of complete strangers has never been more evident. As I
labor along trying to carry a bag or push myself up a ramp with the
worlds most unwieldy wheelchair- there is always someone ready to leap
to assist me; hold my bag, push me up the ramp, pull my wheelchair from
the trunk, put my wheelchair back into the trunk.
There are even people
who offer to "spot" me when going up stairs on crutches is unavoidable.
Sometimes they wrap their arms around my waist while holding my crutches
in their other hand, and allow me to lean on them as I hop precariously
upwards. Still other times they stand behind me in case I should fall,
or they offer an arm to cling to. They rearrange seats to accommodate
me, they hold doors and push me down hallways.
Even my grouchy neighbors
rushed forward to pick me up off the floor one night after I fell, when
they could have easily pretended not to see me in the dark. The harder
and more apparent my struggle, the more people veer in my direction.
Today, a woman driving by at school actually stopped her car and got out
to help me. When my crutches defected and began sliding on smooth surfaces, a woman walked with me every step, gripping my arm to prevent a fall. And it was slow going. A random man went into the pharmacy and purchased new crutches tips for me. Still others pump my gas.
It is amazing what people will do for the disabilities they can SEE.
The disabilities they can understand. I wonder how different the face of
the world would look if people suffering from a mental illness or
disability received even a crumb of the considerations I have received
as a result of my temporary disability. Would there be one less suicide somewhere in the world?
One less unhappy heart because someone offered a smile or held a door
or made another person feel seen and wanted, just because they knew that
person was having a rough time?
It just makes me wonder.
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