Going for a walk, when you are disabled


Last Thursday it was a great sunny day outside so I decided to go for a walk with my dog Simba.  I had just got a new phone holder for my wheelchair,  I wasn’t used to it yet and it didn’t have the sticky stuff that I use on everything I use because of my movements it helps if stuff does not move.   But my mom and I thought with the kind of holder it is I would be fine.   So I started on my walk with Simba, I went a longer way because I was enjoying being outside;  my foot pad had dropped off my chair I was trying to pick it up myself because there was not one around and when trying I dropped my phone.   I saw a car drive by I got them to stop and they came over to help,  now I was moving a lot and they tried to hand me my phone but I couldn’t hold on to it,  so they thought I couldn’t have a phone or be out on my own.  So they started texting the first person in my message box I had no idea that they had texted my friend who is in an another state, they got her freaked out that something happened to me.   Then they called my mom and said they found me that was all oh and where to come,  the other lady called 911!  While I am saying I could walk home (I do this all the time) they had my phone which has a talker app I use if I need to have people understand what I am saying but I couldn’t,  they could understand me some;  but when I could go on.  They said they knew I could get home but they would not let me go like a was a chance that couldn’t be on their own,  so just as I could see my mom walking towards me the fire truck came I started crying thinking they would take me away,  like my mom couldn’t take care of me.   Don’t know why I thought that but I did!  So the firemen saw my mom and I and that I wasn’t hurt,  he said that the ladies made this bigger than it needed to be.

I think the didn’t know anything about disabilities and I was moving so much,  thinking that I was hurt but if they knew what I was saying they shouldn’t have called the firefighters just asked me what I needed.

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