Getting around in a wheelchair

With Pam needing a wheelchair to get anywhere, it’s been interesting to see how people react, how easy it is to get places, and how people treat you in general.

For the most part, people have been pretty good with treating us as people. I hate to say it, but it’s been along racial lines that people ignore you. Here in Surrey there is a very large East Indian population, and they have been amazing. Opening doors, smiling, chatting – even more so than when we weren’t in the chair! I’ve really been pleased with the reception, it’s been wonderful and heartwarming. The Chinese, on the other hand, have been rude, abusive, and pushy. They’ve never once held a door open, they’ve virtually ignored us, and they’ve run to cut us off, failed to move even an inch so we could get by, and even pushed to get on a small elevator first. It’s a real tragedy over the way they’ve treated us. At the local T&T, a mostly Chinese store, the staff has been good, but the customers even pushed by us to get ahead in the checkout line!

On the other hand, every restaurant we’ve been to has been amazing. They’ve rushed to open the doors, helped us find a table, moved chairs, and basically done everything possible for us. Patrons in our local pub, Brewster’s, have been really terrific. They have literally RUN to hold open the door, cleared a path for us, and treated us with amazing respect.

Most stores have been quite accessible. Well signed elevators, wide aisles, and respectful staff. In no way could you say that we’ve been overlooked, or mistreated. Kudos to all of them. With ONE exception! The Bay in Guildford Mall was abysmal. The store itself is huge, with tons of open areas, but it was impossible to get around any of the aisles containing products! We wanted to look at shower curtains, but could not. The aisles were far too small for a wheelchair to get down.

As for parking, it’s been generally very good. However, there have been a number of times when we’ve seen people in the handicapped spots, who were clearly not impaired in anyway. One young girl cut us off to get into the spot, then got out and ran into the store, and I mean RAN. We found a spot farther away and struggled to get Pam into the chair in the narrow parking stalls. I used to be kind of ambivalent about the handicapped spots, but having to get around with the chair has really given me an appreciation for their effectiveness, and their real need. We have a handicapped parking pass but I’ve made sure I avoided the handicapped spots when Pam was not with me.

Overall, I’d have to say it’s been a pretty good experience most times we’ve been out.

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3 thoughts on “Getting around in a wheelchair”

  1. Hi Cathy and Laila,
    It’s true, we can’t generalize, but it’s been something that has been quite noticeable. I don’t understand it, but it is what it is I guess.

    Laila, sorry you are not feeling good. ๐Ÿ™ I hope this clears up soon, it’s never fun when you are sick, and doubly not fun when that involves having problems breathing!

    …Pam…

  2. hi pam.. so glad to hear u are getting around. i have been really sick these last 2 weeks. came down with broncho pneumonia and had to be off work.. never realized how scary it is to be so sob..! thank god for salbutamol and antibiotics. so hopefully i head back to work next week. hope everything is working out for you.. keep well. love laila

  3. Interesting the difference you have seen along cultural lines. We have a large mix of East Indians, Chinese, Portugese, Somali’s Ethiopians (I can tell by their flags)in our neighbourhood and I have had several occasions where the East Indians have been quite friendly and Chinese also have ignored my salutations or downright gave me the fish eye!! Roland and I were laughing in the back yard a few weeks ago at 830 p.m. and the very elderly Chinese neighbour stuck his head out the back door and yelled “BAT!!!!!”. We don’t know what it meant but it surely was not good. They realy keep to themselves with the exception of his wife who launched her 80 year old self over the little fence between our front yards and tried to smack a rabbit munching here on bird seed…whoa! But, of course, one can’t generalize. Some people, all people are grouchy some of the time…….:)

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