Today whilst blowing up the tyre of my trike chair, obviously whilst in my normal chair ( I can’t do it otherwise ) I lost track of where I was, tipped back off a kerb, crashed back against a roughly finished concrete wall – tearing lots of skin off my hand and arm – and finished upside down in an area of soil.
I don’t care about the physical injuries, the cuts will mend before too long, but the feeling of absolute helplessness is what stays with me. Had help not been at hand, in the form of Dani, Lily and Amber on this occasion, I’d never have been able to help myself. Just being on an incline, my head lower than my body, having no abdominal muscle use, and nothing to hold onto to pull on, means I cannot move at all. I’d have lain there forever.
I know that that eventuality is unlikely, in this crowded world, but that get-out doesn’t help – the knowledge of my own vulnerability is so crushing to me when so starkly apparent.