It is strictly inaccurate.
Well, except when I use straps for postural support - and in practice that's still a hypothetical at this point in my life.
A wheelchair is not a tragedy: it is a tool. The answer to "oh no, what happened?" is "I got funding!" I am not stuck in my chair; I do not need furtive glances and discreet lowered voices; what I would like is basic accessibility.
Chairs are, for me, less good than getting to walk without pain or fatigue - but I don't get to walk without pain or fatigue. Making my illness visible is emphatically not the same as making my illness worse: my chair means I can move at "normal" walking pace again. It means I can spend a day wandering around London with the only consequence being spending the following day asleep. It means I can go shopping and attend concerts and visit museums and art galleries.
I'm not bound to my chair. It's not a weight to be spoken of in hushed tones. My chair is not, and never has been, the problem: I am a wheelchair user, and it sets me free.
This posting brought to you by the phrase "getting a wheelchair is giving up on getting better", the lift outside that one department being broken again in hilarious intermittent-hardware-fault fashion, and the charming gentlemen who heckled me aggressively in London when I got out of my chair, bumped it down three steps, then got back into it - rather than take an additional round trip of a quarter of a mile.
Well, except when I use straps for postural support - and in practice that's still a hypothetical at this point in my life.
A wheelchair is not a tragedy: it is a tool. The answer to "oh no, what happened?" is "I got funding!" I am not stuck in my chair; I do not need furtive glances and discreet lowered voices; what I would like is basic accessibility.
Chairs are, for me, less good than getting to walk without pain or fatigue - but I don't get to walk without pain or fatigue. Making my illness visible is emphatically not the same as making my illness worse: my chair means I can move at "normal" walking pace again. It means I can spend a day wandering around London with the only consequence being spending the following day asleep. It means I can go shopping and attend concerts and visit museums and art galleries.
I'm not bound to my chair. It's not a weight to be spoken of in hushed tones. My chair is not, and never has been, the problem: I am a wheelchair user, and it sets me free.
This posting brought to you by the phrase "getting a wheelchair is giving up on getting better", the lift outside that one department being broken again in hilarious intermittent-hardware-fault fashion, and the charming gentlemen who heckled me aggressively in London when I got out of my chair, bumped it down three steps, then got back into it - rather than take an additional round trip of a quarter of a mile.
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Date: 2013-02-21 01:16 pm (UTC)♥
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Date: 2013-02-21 02:01 pm (UTC)As the user of a kindred mobility assistive device (walker with a seat/basket), I can say that it does allow me to go places and do things I would not be able to do without it on days when it is needed. For example, on falling days I often end up going to a store, falling repeatedly, and having to leave with tons of spoons wasted. With my walker, I don't actually fall, and I can either lean on the walker for support or sit down and take a break. It's great.
I do have a fair bit of internalized malarky around it, which means I don't use it as often as I should.
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Date: 2013-02-21 02:06 pm (UTC)My internalised nonsense these days is largely about exactly what I describe in the final paragraph of the post - getting out of my chair to use it in a way that makes my life easier, and getting bullshit from strangers for the pleasure - in terms of "I can be a good crip and avoid abuse, or I can actually live my life and not pander to other people's misconceptions of what I should be like" - and it is tough. I mean, in the case of these particular douchebros, I turned around and gave them a fifteen-second lecture on the general theme of 98% of wheelchair users can walk, I live with chronic pain and fatigue, oh and BY THE WAY I'M ON DISABILITY LIVING ALLOWANCE HOPE THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY :D
... I'm not always an entirely pleasant person. >>;
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Date: 2013-02-21 04:11 pm (UTC)You are a brilliant person, is what you are. And the douchebros deserved all they got.
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Date: 2013-02-21 06:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 04:00 am (UTC)I don't have wheels of my own at this point (hark but the wheels of administration grind slowly) but that is one I feel very odd about even when I'm using the borrowed one or the wonky contraptions supermarkets provide.
I am slowly trying to rework this into 'so fuck you, that's why' and posts like this help.
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Date: 2013-02-21 02:29 pm (UTC)damn, language is then trying to say I should use "crutch" but that is ablist. um, .. as a substitute?
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Date: 2013-02-21 05:58 pm (UTC)thanks for this post.
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Date: 2013-02-23 06:44 am (UTC)THIS.
I need to take this to heart. I am at the point where walking causes a great deal of pain, and I do have a (rather crappy secondhand) folding wheelchair that I could use, but I find that I don't as often as I should for fear of people's reactions.
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Date: 2013-02-23 11:58 am (UTC)