I am such a dork but this
week I had some intangible proof of me having made a difference in my
life if not anyone else s. It started a few months ago with the onset
of cold weather and me having to wear a heavy jacket, the kind which
would have to be hung up if I went somewhere. It seems the only
place I go anymore is the Wellness program at the Rehab center.
When I usually just dump
my coat on my backpack which I usually just leve by the counter where
the check in tablets are kept. The jacket is out of the way but still
my trainer started complaining that I was leaving my stuff just
anywhere and I respnded pointing out the only place to put coats is
on a set of hooks way too high for a wheelchair user to use and again
the irony of a facility which should be catering to people with
disabilities have something as basic as a coat rack out of reach. So
when I get there I had to have someone hang my jacket and leaving I
had to have someone retrieve the garment—just grinds my teeth. So I
have been complaining and finally got to the boss of the place a guy
I call Father Kameron. Father K is a great guy and seems to be
responsive.
Yesterday I got to
Wellness and was pleased to find a new hat rack down at my level, had
been installed. I know this would not have happened this soon if I
had not been effective at some level. You can make a
difference...that is so corny
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