Malwm01
06-02-2006, 12:18 AM
I've wanted to talk about it on the board since it happened but I wanted to talk to my best friend of 18 years (who also has cp) first and it's taken me so long because it's been too hot to post (my IMAC does not like living without central air!) and because I am angry with my friend's response which was hard to hear because for the first time in 18 years she didn't understand me, and (probably without knowing) hurt me with her response.
Firstly, I guess I should point out, my family tries to be very active. Bike riding and walking are what we do because it is what I can do. Growing up my parents tried to accommodate me and going walking with them or bike riding was never unpleasant (except the time my brakes gave when I was coming down a very crowed hill on a bike path and I freaked and lost control, LOL!) It wasn't like we went on short little walks around the neighborhood either, they were big walks across town, or miles of paved walking trails that took all day! I really do enjoy walking like this as long as I'm not holding up the group.
Well... I've been spending a lot of time with my aunts, cousins (all adults, who have their own children) and my sister (who also has her own children.) And we love going to the zoo. We regularly make a day out of it and generally have a have a half dozen adults and a dozen or two of children.
This last trip to the zoo I was not feeling up too, but I love going to the zoo and spending time with my family. Another reason I did not want to skip out was because family from out of town would be with us and it was more or less a birthday celebration as well. Anyway...
The night before our trip, I half joked about wanting to rent a power scooter for the day but my sister (who more or less knew I wasn't entirely joking) talked me out of it because she didn't want to have to deal with the kids whining about wanting to ride with me, or why was I using it (none of the younger kids really completely understand I can't do everything any other adult can do.) So, I just went without. At least I felt better when I found out there was a mother in our group (a friend of my out-of-town cousin,) who'd recently given birth and was going to "take it easy." I knew I could hang back with her and wouldn't be the sole cause of the group being slow.
Half way through, my cousin (who was the mom of the birthday boy,) the mom who'd just given birth started to slow up a lot mostly to see the animals (that my cousins' sister (from out of town) was zooming by) but because it was getting a little tiring for me. Well... the rest of the group kept ahead and sat down on benches near the lions. We never stopped and just kept trucking up to the rest of the group. When we got to them they were kind of rude and as soon as we sat down for two seconds they got up and started going again!
That just sucks! Not only is the whole walking thing easier for all of them, but they just got to SIT there for at least 10 minutes waiting on us. So now, I'm exhausted and the others have another thing up on me they've had a decent break. It continued like this for the rest of the day, the other group whined that we were slow while they kept taking breaks it was really frustrating for me. Isn't that horrible? Do you guys who walk find yourself in that position a lot?
Usually, I'm the photographer and I love taking pictures of all the kids watching the animals (since I don't have kids of my own to worry about and make sure they aren't scaling the habitat walls!) but I quickly put my camera away and couldn't even enjoy myself because I was too worried about keeping up!
In the end the trip was really hard on me. I mean really, hard and I'm not one to complain. I was crying when we got to the front and would never have made it out except I had a kid in a stroller holding me up. I told my sister quite seriously, I couldn't do that again. No way, no how.
And told her if there is a next time, I'm taking a scooter.
I felt really sad about it because I'm not ready to give that up. Walking just to walk, and enjoy my surroundings (whether I'm in a park, the woods, on the beach, a the zoo or touring a historic place) has always been something I've enjoyed. And rarely have I had the experience of people getting angry with me.
Even when I was fourteen-years-old, with several hundred middle schoolers touring DC did one freakin' person complain that I was holding up the group? NO! The most discriminatory group on the planet, was very nice to me about the whole thing. Yet my own family, is beginning to have a problem with me.
Sigh. So, after some serious thought I called my best friend and told her about my day and told her how hard it was for me to walk so long and how it seemed everyone who was more able than I got to take a break. And I told her I really was going to find away to either go through a doctor (which, I don't even have right now, let alone insurance since I don't live with my parents anymore!) and get a chair, or I was going to start renting a chair in such situations.
Her reply? I can't remember verbatim but it was basically that I've always walked (which is not true, I rode in on of those stroller things until I was like 6 or 7 and until about 11 (when I thought it was uncool to have my mom push me, ha-ha) rented a chair at malls and amusement parks) and that I'm not disabled enough to need a chair.
GRRRRRRRRRR!! What in the WORLD was that? I'm used to a certain other mutual friend saying things like that. But this was my best friend. The only person (in "real life") I've ever complained to about having cp and that has ever validated my feelings and the first person ever to tell me it was okay to ask for accommodations because I had cp. Yet here she is telling me I'm not disabled enough?
Now, she does live across the country from me and I don't get to see her a lot, and she has visited me many times in the decade since she's moved and I've come to see her exactly once in that time, but we keep a good long distance relationship. That was a huge change in attitude, that took me for surprise.
It was like a huge slap in the face. I feel so alone right now. My family while they accept I have cp and don't deny it, doesn't take about it. The only time it ever is spoken about is when an outsider brings it up.
I just don't know what to do, and I just realized today that I've got to rig up my shower at my new apartment. Something I've never had to do because when I was 10, my dad rigged me up a walk in shower with a built in bench here. Now, I have to figure out seating, grab bars and a hand shower. And my tub is TINY and my walls are all this really hard tile. I don't know even know what to get or what I'm going to be comfortable with or if my tub is big enough and if a bar can be put in my wall and if my landlord is going to be okay with someone drilling in bathroom wall. Any suggestions, ideas?
Firstly, I guess I should point out, my family tries to be very active. Bike riding and walking are what we do because it is what I can do. Growing up my parents tried to accommodate me and going walking with them or bike riding was never unpleasant (except the time my brakes gave when I was coming down a very crowed hill on a bike path and I freaked and lost control, LOL!) It wasn't like we went on short little walks around the neighborhood either, they were big walks across town, or miles of paved walking trails that took all day! I really do enjoy walking like this as long as I'm not holding up the group.
Well... I've been spending a lot of time with my aunts, cousins (all adults, who have their own children) and my sister (who also has her own children.) And we love going to the zoo. We regularly make a day out of it and generally have a have a half dozen adults and a dozen or two of children.
This last trip to the zoo I was not feeling up too, but I love going to the zoo and spending time with my family. Another reason I did not want to skip out was because family from out of town would be with us and it was more or less a birthday celebration as well. Anyway...
The night before our trip, I half joked about wanting to rent a power scooter for the day but my sister (who more or less knew I wasn't entirely joking) talked me out of it because she didn't want to have to deal with the kids whining about wanting to ride with me, or why was I using it (none of the younger kids really completely understand I can't do everything any other adult can do.) So, I just went without. At least I felt better when I found out there was a mother in our group (a friend of my out-of-town cousin,) who'd recently given birth and was going to "take it easy." I knew I could hang back with her and wouldn't be the sole cause of the group being slow.
Half way through, my cousin (who was the mom of the birthday boy,) the mom who'd just given birth started to slow up a lot mostly to see the animals (that my cousins' sister (from out of town) was zooming by) but because it was getting a little tiring for me. Well... the rest of the group kept ahead and sat down on benches near the lions. We never stopped and just kept trucking up to the rest of the group. When we got to them they were kind of rude and as soon as we sat down for two seconds they got up and started going again!
That just sucks! Not only is the whole walking thing easier for all of them, but they just got to SIT there for at least 10 minutes waiting on us. So now, I'm exhausted and the others have another thing up on me they've had a decent break. It continued like this for the rest of the day, the other group whined that we were slow while they kept taking breaks it was really frustrating for me. Isn't that horrible? Do you guys who walk find yourself in that position a lot?
Usually, I'm the photographer and I love taking pictures of all the kids watching the animals (since I don't have kids of my own to worry about and make sure they aren't scaling the habitat walls!) but I quickly put my camera away and couldn't even enjoy myself because I was too worried about keeping up!
In the end the trip was really hard on me. I mean really, hard and I'm not one to complain. I was crying when we got to the front and would never have made it out except I had a kid in a stroller holding me up. I told my sister quite seriously, I couldn't do that again. No way, no how.
And told her if there is a next time, I'm taking a scooter.
I felt really sad about it because I'm not ready to give that up. Walking just to walk, and enjoy my surroundings (whether I'm in a park, the woods, on the beach, a the zoo or touring a historic place) has always been something I've enjoyed. And rarely have I had the experience of people getting angry with me.
Even when I was fourteen-years-old, with several hundred middle schoolers touring DC did one freakin' person complain that I was holding up the group? NO! The most discriminatory group on the planet, was very nice to me about the whole thing. Yet my own family, is beginning to have a problem with me.
Sigh. So, after some serious thought I called my best friend and told her about my day and told her how hard it was for me to walk so long and how it seemed everyone who was more able than I got to take a break. And I told her I really was going to find away to either go through a doctor (which, I don't even have right now, let alone insurance since I don't live with my parents anymore!) and get a chair, or I was going to start renting a chair in such situations.
Her reply? I can't remember verbatim but it was basically that I've always walked (which is not true, I rode in on of those stroller things until I was like 6 or 7 and until about 11 (when I thought it was uncool to have my mom push me, ha-ha) rented a chair at malls and amusement parks) and that I'm not disabled enough to need a chair.
GRRRRRRRRRR!! What in the WORLD was that? I'm used to a certain other mutual friend saying things like that. But this was my best friend. The only person (in "real life") I've ever complained to about having cp and that has ever validated my feelings and the first person ever to tell me it was okay to ask for accommodations because I had cp. Yet here she is telling me I'm not disabled enough?
Now, she does live across the country from me and I don't get to see her a lot, and she has visited me many times in the decade since she's moved and I've come to see her exactly once in that time, but we keep a good long distance relationship. That was a huge change in attitude, that took me for surprise.
It was like a huge slap in the face. I feel so alone right now. My family while they accept I have cp and don't deny it, doesn't take about it. The only time it ever is spoken about is when an outsider brings it up.
I just don't know what to do, and I just realized today that I've got to rig up my shower at my new apartment. Something I've never had to do because when I was 10, my dad rigged me up a walk in shower with a built in bench here. Now, I have to figure out seating, grab bars and a hand shower. And my tub is TINY and my walls are all this really hard tile. I don't know even know what to get or what I'm going to be comfortable with or if my tub is big enough and if a bar can be put in my wall and if my landlord is going to be okay with someone drilling in bathroom wall. Any suggestions, ideas?

