So 1 day, we were going somewhere and K was driving. She drives an Explorer – that thank goodness, unlike big black (J’s Tundra) has a step ladder so getting in is a breeze. Well that day, no matter how hard i tried i couldn’t get in the car. i could step up on the ladder, but not get in – try as i might, it jes wasn’t working- it was a while ago, i really don’t remember what was happening. I asked her for help so she did but it made no difference, i still couldn’t get in. A few seconds later, G come downstairs and seeing what was going on said, “K! what u are doing is not going to do anything. U have to take that leg and manhandle it, use some elbow grease and strength and force it to do what you need it to do.” In 2 2s we were on our way…last week, a friend was visiting and again, i needed some help – same thing essentially happened.
G is used to me and my “issues”. Others are aware of my situation but are not always involved with the kind of help i might need. It’s always funny to us when we have to school people on the way to (man)handle me if necessary. The good news is that i have no pain so using force is not going to break or hurt me and i don’t get embarrassed by what needs to be done, so we just get it done and be on our way.
No time to waste round here!
