Stuff That Isn’t Accessible

As you guys know, we have developed a pretty dark sense of humor over here since Brady’s became paralyzed. Not in a super sad way, but rather we are rolling (wheelchair joke!) with our newfound circumstances.

Its been an interesting learning curve as we are realizing what is and isn’t designed for wheelchair users.

Before I go much further, I want to clarify that I know that the range of disabilities is huge and to make everything accessible for everyone would be a GIGANTIC job!!! I don’t mean to say that everything should be perfect. It can’t be. We’ve just noticed some funny things along the way that us able bodied “uprights” wouldn’t even notice.

The very first one we ever noticed was in spring, when Brady and I could *gasp* go OUT together! And as the good, boring adults that we are, we hit up Walmart.

Foot pedal hand sanitizer. This is smart in terms of not touching things with germy hands, but its less effective for those whose feet don’t operate properly. Properate. Ha.

Oh and hey. In terms of not wanting to use your hands to touch things out in public, please don’t put the “door open” button with your feet. Consider that many people who that button was created for don’t have the luxury of using their feet, and have to use their hands. Use your elbow if you really need to. That goes for toilet flushers too. All that stuff. Think twice.

While on the subject of bathrooms, not all handicapped accessible bathrooms are actually accessible. We laugh in particular at the one on the main floor of City Hospital. To be fair, there is a perfectly accessible bathroom up by the rehab ward, and when Brady goes there for rehab, he can use that one. But the one on the main floor is awful. Brady is fortunate to be as mobile as he is, because he literally has to get up out of his wheelchair and leave it in the middle of the bathroom so he can get into the stall. A wheelchair cannot fit in the stall with the door closed. Believe it or not, not everyone in a wheelchair can stand up and carefully make his way around without it. Never mind the people who use catheters and such. Zero privacy for them.

Brady mentioned a new one to me today after he used a public washroom. I had never considered it! Think about when you wash your hands after you pee, and then you walk to the paper towel dispenser. What. If. You. Can’t. Walk. Then you have to roll there and your hands get all dirty and messy anyway! Gah!

Getting away from all the bathroom stuff now, consider curbs. In a mini mall, there is usually one ramped curb near a wheelchair parking spot. Sometimes its further, but sometimes its just right there. Today’s was my favorite.

We had a pretty good laugh and found a temporary aluminum one was in place nearby. Still, this was worth a giggle.

It costs SO MUCH to buy accessibility aids, and they’re often not even that strong :/

There is so much more to this, but this is all I have for you. Be reassured that we have laughed about every single one of these things, and most places have been incredibly accommodating thus far. We can still laugh…

because we may be more limited in some areas of our life now, but we also haven’t lost the most important things.

We continue to be overwhelmingly grateful for Brady’s life and the mobility he does have.

This isn’t over.