I know you all probably get tired of
hearing this but it is true, this is my time of the year! It's dry
and it's hot and probably dangerous for someone with my disability
with less than great body heat cold regulation but still I love the
weather and the perfect weather for being out on the system and
getting around on public transit. The only drawback is that this
weather also brings out so many people from all walks of life many of
those folks being low income or no income. I think many of these folk
flock to the train and other public venues with severe
air-conditioning as a respite from the heat of the day. Sad to say
many of these folks are people with disabilities and many times I
have to chide myself for being less than even a human being with
these poor folk.
My whole career, my whole working
career has been about information and providing information to people
who need it. When I worked with Breakaway, Inc. I have been gave
information about to the folks house trying to sell wheelchair vans
to. When I became long-range planner at Dawn Enterprises, The major
portion of my job was to provide information to individuals and
communities, cities throughout southeast Idaho regarding disability
options. In my career with Utah Independent Living Center where I was
Community Resource Coordinator, again I researched, developed and
provided information on disability needs as well as support for
families dealing with disability issues and finally when I was
manager at Access Utah Network (agency of the Utah state system) my
full-time job was providing information to callers on disability
questions. I ended my career working for 211 which was all about
information and referral I know this kind of stuff.
I was on the train today heading into
the city to pick up books for my First Chapter book group. I was
tired and I was hot and I really didn't want to be disturbed. I was
settled into my wheelchair station for the trip into the city and on
the next stop in mind a person with a disability entered the train
with a goofy hat and dangerously happy,she a big bag But could've
been clothes or paperwork For her next go round with social service
providers of one sort or another. She was looking around to make
contact with anyone she could annoy . I took efforts to avoid eye
contact at any cost;and another person Who entered with her pushed a
the cart with what looked like everything she owned on the cart This
one had a feral look in her eyes. The person with the cart was
definitely homeless and had an attitude with which I didn't want to
communicate . Sad to say, I wanted to be left alone on my trip down
town. The two women crowded onto the other disability designated
seating areas and begin our trip into town.
I swear we're four minutes into the
trip when the lady went to have turned to the feral looking woman and
asked her how her day was going. I felt myself grow rigid – – the
homeless woman glared at the hatted woman and let off a series of
words in the language that I swear came from a scene from either
Rosemary's baby or the Exorcist. Big hat smiled at her and said are
you homeless? Feral backed away and said something else in this weird
language but blinked her eyes two or three times – big hat once
again asked her if she were homeless and needed help. Feral blinked
again and all the sudden the feral look vanished, her eyes softened
and she spoke again in an accent that was either from the Caribbean
are perhaps South African or something and responded that she was
homeless and responded to the question with “thank you sister”.
It was like this person was hiding behind the eyes of the feral
person, homeless, probably hungry and most likely frightened.
I was astonished when Big Hat began
referring this person to agencies and programs designed to help
exactly who this person and needs she had. I was blown away. I was
impressed and ashamed that this person took upon herself to be a
one-man/woman information referral system that was perfect in nature
and delivery. This person was truly her sister's keeper and she did
it perfectly. I would say I saw miracles today where for one reason
or another these two were met to meet and they did in goodness was
done. I was just a witness in a poor witness that. I spoke with Big
Hat a little after that. We are getting off at the same station. I
was catching a bus and she was going over to the big hospital where
she started off telling her favorite tale of everything that was
wrong with her and how this hospital was going to help her get
better. She helped the person she needed to an now was Slipping back
into her hypochondria and search for the perfect professional will
help her with the diagnosis and her own medical miracle to get her
back in life… If she wants it.
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