More sights to make me feel blessed
Today I noticed a couple of survivors with different handicaps perform to the best of their abilities. A lady, elderly looking, one leg and crutches, pushing a shopping cart, crutches attached to her in such a way she never had to put her hands on them. That in itself was amazing to me. Then walked over to the potting mix and other big bags of stuff for the grass and yard, loaded 6 bags in the cart and pushed it back to the checkout register all by herself.
I've seen other females come in and insist on help loading one bag. I used to wonder why they do that, but after careful thoughts, most of their husbands are in Iraq or deceased. You should see me out there trying to help with one hand from my scooter.
Anyway, I insisted on letting our guys push the cart to her car and loading them for her, she accepted. When she first entered the garden center, I asked if she wanted an electric scooter to help with her shopping, she flatly said "no thanks." Her leg appeared to be missing from just below the hip. From the way she gets about, I figure she has had this disability for a long time.
The other person was a possible teenager but like a small child with an oxygen tank that could ride in the seat of a shopping cart. Could say a few words but had very little control of his body movements. Those two people made me be more thankful to how far I have come since my stroke.
When I hear stroke survivors say, "They don't want to live the rest of their lives like this," I can't help but think how blessed they really are by having lived a good portion of their lives with no handicap, yet here they are alive and able to do many things under their own power. Then there are the two I witness today that could have been like that for most of their lives if not all of their lives.
On a daily basis I see other people with life long handicaps, some older than me, but smiling and enjoying life being out shopping. So many with hip and knee replacements, I lost count. Then there is the military war returnees with missing legs and limbs but holding their young child when possible with a baby carrying honess.
I think if more stroke survivors would/could get out to the malls and big stores and see other people with less ability than them, they would feel better about being a stroke survivor. I know I do and I'm not even 75% recovered yet, but I still have high hopes.
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