To say I am a little scared, apprehensive and worried is fair, on this situation. Many times previous in this blog, I’ve compared a new wheelchair to a new pair of legs, this continued choice in mobility being preferred over the options open or should I say singular option open to me – that being electrical propulsion.
EPIOC. Electrically Powered Indoor/Outdoor Chair. Although one wonders how they can be limited to indoors, the outdoor limited chairs so big I couldn’t imagine fitting them in my house. Digressions, procrastinating actually here. Mostly because I’m still having the odd doubt.
Someone said on twitter recently during a #hashtag conversation called #whilstdisabled that independence means sometimes asking for help, which is something I’ve always been reluctant to do. One thing that did bothering me is although this chair will improve my own general mobility, it will mean relearning all my tricks. Tricks like kerb jumping, train dismount, climbing steps. Its like going from freerunning to crawling again. This old dog will be learning old tricks again…
Plus side will be a severe amount of comfort and mobility around tight spaces. I’m looking forward to the FrogLegg Suspension on the front. Fold down handles. Breathing, comfortable fabric. The pros far outweigh the cons.
I suspect its the Old Dog in me, trying to stop change. I have a milestone coming up too which I’m also apprehensive about but I can’t stop that one. So the Old Dog can stay in his basket.
Because change is happening. Tomorrow at 09:30.