Helping the handicapped
As a result of hip replacement surgery, I truly understand how difficult life is for handicapped people. I use a walker to get around and, when available, the motorized carts in the stores.
People seem to think it's funny to step in front of you, and when you say "excuse me" they look at you like you are from Mars. One shopper told me I needed to get off the scooter because I looked fine to her. I wish I were as fine as she thought. It takes twice as long to do things when you're confined to a walker. I'm learning the true meaning of patience.
Finding a handicapped parking space is a prize. The extra distance to walk can be very taxing, especially for someone with breathing problems.
Fortunately, I will soon be free of walkers, canes and motorized scooters, but there are many people who will never be so fortunate.
I urge you to please respect handicapped people, even if they don't "look" handicapped. Take a few seconds to help them when you can. You never know, it could happen to anyone.
Susan A. Bell