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My First Time In A Wheelchair
Written by justann on Tuesday, May 12, 2009
When I was in my early teens I went to my school’s Christian Union. For some reason, in the corner of the room where we met there was an old, falling apart wheelchair.
I’d never sat in a wheelchair before, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. I longed to have a go at wheeling myself around. I don’t remember why me and my best friend Jane ended up alone in a room with it once, or whether I suggested sitting in it or just did it, but soon we were, taking it in turns, she apparently enjoying is as much as I was.
And that made me wonder. What if I wasn’t weird? What if everyone in fact felt the same way? Or even if some people did. If Jane did.
"Do you like it?" I asked her. "Are you having fun?"
"Yes," she said, though it was obvious from the way we were laughing and things.
But then suddenly she started, and looked guilty. "But I’d hate to be stuck in one of these things all the time," she said.
My heart sank. "Would you?"
"Yes. Of course I would."
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The first time i tried a wheelchair i had the same feeling. I wondered if it was weird or wrong to enjoy sitting and being in a chair. I never told anybody this. Although I have told more and more friends now but its still hard to explain BIID and to accept the reactions I get half the time.
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1 On 12 May, 2009, Chloe said:
This is a touching story. It is still weird for me to explain BIID to friends and have them respond that they couldn’t think of anything worse than being paralysed. Such a big gulf.