In my field of study for child development I have known for a few years that I would need to do an "orthopedic simulation" and use a wheelchair for a few hours. The idea of needing to do this worried me to the point where I nearly wanted to switch my major so I wouldn't need to. This was my first sign of understanding how difficult it really must be to be confined to a wheelchair. Because they really don't have a choice, and it isn't temporary. As the day approached for me to need to ride in the wheelchair I felt increasingly more nervous and aware of my weaknesses. I knew it would be difficult to ride up and down a hill and that I would not be very quick. I also knew that in general I am self conscious of the thoughts of others. It is interesting that one of the things I was worried about the most was being looked down on by others. This fear really is tragic because it should never be the case. If anything people with disabilities should be looked up to. They are so humble, sweet and brave for constantly trying to complete difficult tasks that we take for granted.
The first experience that I had while being in the wheelchair was the differences of the normal wheelchair verses the "special" made wheelchair. The first chair was difficult to maneuver and to be able to move around without the wheel hitting my foot. The special made wheelchair on the other hand was a lot more convenient and felt light to use. Many people don't have this option and must suffer through one that is very difficult to use.
The next experience came when I needed to go down and up a hill. I assumed that it would be hard coming up the hill but I had no idea the true impossibility of both of the two experiences. Firstly going down the hill is so dangerous. Your wheel chair literally starts spiraling out of control and goes so fast that you are can not control it. Also your hands hurt in general from pushing the wheelchair, and on top of that it is scary to stop the wheelchair because you are afraid that your hands will get stuck in the wheels.
Going up the hill. Is like trying to walk through quicksand. I went so slow I might as well have been crawling. I literally was so shocked by the true intense difficulty of the situation. It was not only tiring for my arms but it felt as if all the strength had left them and I had only just started going up the hill! A kind young man offered to push me but I was worrying that he would be late for class and said he would not need to, also I knew it would be very difficult for him. But I secretly wanted him to push me. Then I was inching/struggling up the hill when another person offered to help, I definitely wanted help so I agreed. But I warned him that the wheelchair did not have handlebars and that it was a long way but he still helped out. (I later helped a sweet pregnant girl who was also needing to use the wheelchair and it is also quite difficult to push, it exhausts your breath) so I am grateful for the person that pushed me, his girlfriend/friend helped him by holding his things but I could tell he was out of breath.
Something astoundingly tragic to me is that bathrooms have a bump in the floor between the bathroom and the hallway. That is nearly impossible to get over with a wheelchair. I had to open the door and try holding on to the door and pulling the wheelchair and myself in. It really was impossible without someones help. People helped me with that as well when they saw me struggling.
A huge major difficulty that I never thought of before was in order to get onto the toilet the person has to really use all their upper body strength to try to hoist themselves up and it just is really tricky and difficult. I mean this in the most appropriate way possible -not only that but how do you get ready to use the bathroom? Think about it. It is extremely impossible it takes a lot of lifting yourself on each side and slowly shimming your pants down. Basically you either have to take your pants off while sitting in the chair which is unsanitary for yourself and other people, or to sit on the toilet seat and try to take them off! ALSO impossible.
WE ARE SO BLESSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To have our legs and our ability to walk!
I hope I never EVER ever everrr again rush to a class while someone is struggling to use a wheelchair. Because even if someone says they are fine and don't need help. PLEASE help!!! I told someone I was fine, but inside I was silently begging them to be unrelenting and still help push me in the wheelchair.
Changes that should be made-
Wheelchairs should have a way to slowly let the wheels roll down a hill under control without destroying your hands to stop them.
The wheelchairs should be lighter and easier to maneuver while still having the handle bars to push someone in a wheel chair.
Bathrooms should have little ramps that allow someone to get over the bump.
Automatic doors should open on both sides so its easier to get through.
Basically this experience of struggling to accomplish certain tasks in a wheel chair made me want to make sure that I help those in need who are in a wheelchair. I would also want to make sure that in my classroom I would arrange the class in a way where it is easily accessible and even have activities where other children volunteer to help the child out who is in a wheelchair.