Tagged with: adapting disability life
Charles Darwin and the like rejoiced in the notion that all things must adapt in order to survive. This concept, even though displayed in a large-scaled evolutionary sense can be seen on a much, much smaller degree in our everyday lives.
That concept of being able to adapt hit me with a lost grip on something comforting, supporting, and constant when transferring into my car earlier this week. As I held onto the outer roof rack to swing myself from wheelchair to car, I heard a sharp snap and lost the casualty of my typical car entrance. The roof rack had broken—it clearly had enough of my swinging shenanigans and was to protest by slipping loose, rendering useless for my unintended needs.
About three months prior, I experienced something very similar when the inside handle that positions itself where the car door and roof meet cracked in half, straight through the metal supports. That was the first time my swinging from chair to car was halted, and neither hammer nor duct tape was going to mend this one easily.
“Now this is ridiculous,” was my immediate reaction on both matters; however, this latest instance gave way to much more concern. I had already adapted by changing the manner in which I transferred out of the car once, and I was vastly running out of additional options for such maneuvers. Rather quickly though, I was able to refocus my frustrations on the matter and goal at hand: getting in and out of the car. A seemingly simple task, yet being tried by both ingenuity and mechanics, I focused on those things that I can control. I could control finding a different way to get in the car, just as I did the last time—and that was that. Currently, it isn’t very pretty and it isn’t going to be an interest of mine to continue to transfer into my car in that way; however, it works for now and that is the point.Over and over again we face obstacles that break up our normal notion of how we think and behave. We are challenged with change, and those that can take that change in gracefully, embracing it fully with both open arms, will survive. Those who dwell on the “old way” of things will, unfortunately, not be so lucky. Darwin was smart, indeed; but he was most smart because he had the audacity to pay fine attention to the details of nature. In life, there are survivors and there are the rest. The survivors do so because they, on one level or another, take every breath in as a struggle to be and continue to be, regardless of the ever-changing world around them. Those survivors will find a way when there was no way before. Those survivors will challenge their prior thoughts and actions just to take one more breath. Those survivors will exceed far beyond the others.