I don't know how other people living with illness or disability see their 'bond' with their aids. The past few days it became clear to me again, that to a degree, I am dependent on my mobility aids to get around.
dependency - the state of relying on or being controlled by someone or something else.
I can move around the house without an a walking aid. I know every step in my house - I know the distance between chairs - I know the height of steps and uneven slabs in the garden. I feel relatively safe.
Outside my gate I rely on the support of a walking stick. Not always needed when I start off on a short (10min) walk, but always greatly appreciated on the way back.
To go past the end of my street, I rely on my mobility scooter.
I wrote before (I think) about the emotional challenges of using this form of mobility aid. People have laughed at me- or at my scooter. I think/or say, "if it wasn't for this aid, I'd be stuck at home," and go on my merry way.
But... what if this aid is suddenly as immobile as I am...
The past few weeks, the charger for my scooter's battery was misbehaving. A week ago I 'dissected' the charger and found one of the wires had come loose. I was confident this could easily be remedied by soldering the two part back together again.
This happy event took place a few days ago.
The charger didn't work- although the light came on, the batery was not being charged.
Dan- who has the same thought as me - don't throw anything out until all possibilities have been tested- tried again.
I started to panic. Life without a scooter is at this stage unthinkable. Especially now I have booked a ticket to go to Holland for a week and sooooo enjoy my freedom there when I can go where I want to go...
I found a shop that could sell me a new charger. Not that easy an option in my neck of the woods. The shop wouldn't be open today, but the girl in the shop left the charger for me in a next door cafe. Thank you both!
Mariela drove me to the shop. I was relieved to have a charger again.
The same thing happened- the light comes on but the battery is not charging.
To tell you the truth, I was nearly in tears. I can't be without my scooter.
As there was still a bit of charge in the battery I took myself to town on it. "I might as well have one last trip out." I thought.
I don't know if I can have it fixed - or where. This scares me.
The realisation I am dependent on a mobilty scooter
is a very 'sobering' thought indeed.
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