I think everybody looks for opportunities to do things, whether it’s on their bucket list or just a little something they’ve had on the back burner. We all have our reasons and excuses for never getting it done before, but I don’t think there’s not a person that jumps at each opportunity than somebody with a disability.
If we see an opening to something, we will likely take it to see if it’ll work out or not. I should know, because everytime something like this happens, I will take it. I’m not the one that has the problem, it’s usually other family members that are more afraid of the ending result–they have no faith in me!–but afterwards they figure out they had nothing to worry about in the first place!
I am for the most part, pretty brave with taking on new or in this case old challenges. I would like to get back to transferring to my bed to the toilet, and finally the wheelchair to the bed. When I was younger, we spent a good two years trying to make this a reality so that as everybody got older, there would be very little lifting involved to do the simplest things. We already do something similar whenever I get a shower, but these two are our next hurdles to accomplish.
I don’t know about you out there, but when I see an opportunity to do something when the other person leaves the room, I usually take it! There have been many times that my mom has came into my room from grabbing some clothes from the laundry room and I am like in between the edge of the commode and my mattress. And to make feel even more uneasy, at this point of time I am usually thinking if I should just take a leap of faith or ask for help. Nine times out of 10, I just jump over to the other side! If I can keep my smile to myself, I can do this without hurting myself in the end.
I know whenever I do this, my mom is proud but of course she is also absolutely afraid that I am going to hurt myself even worse than hitting my feet on the metal parts of the commode. I have told her in the past that if I get hurt than it’s my own fault, so at least I’m taking responsibility for my actions! Now when it comes to my dad, there is no way he would agree to anything of this. I have brought it up that I could scoot over to the other side since it was so close together, but after a couple of seconds he told me no. However, he has been getting some great ideas lately! Once he remembered that the armrests of my manual chair can be removed and the fact that wheelchair lines up perfectly to the bed, I can safely scoot onto it. The first time we did this gave me flashbacks to the time my mom and to do it, but we figure to put on the brakes and my butt went sliding through the end of the seat. So, to say this was the one time where I was terrified was an understatement! We did great though so that is all that happens!
How are you with taking any opportunity that comes your way? Are you more timid about doing things or is it your family that keeps you from taking chances?