I was very dutiful. As the time for the assessment approached, I made a list of things that I'd really like to talk about. Then, I made a second list, 'inaccessibility in the apartment' and there I outlined the various things that were blocks to full accessibility. I had no idea what OT's did but I'd been told that they were experts in mobility aides and in adapting environments. At nine o'clock, I was ready, perched in my wheelchair waiting.
After a call explaining that traffic was bad, I put my lists aside and began doing some work here on the computer. Shortly she buzzed that she was downstairs and wanting to come up. While I had gone into many a family home for meetings and consultations over the year, no one had ever come to my home for the same reason.
She was a slight woman who spoke with a slightly Asian accent. She thanked us but refused the offer of tea and simply got about her work. We had to do the forms first, she quickly figured out that I 'got' forms and knew what they were for so we flew through those. Then that done, she leaned back and smiled, 'That's that done, now we can begin.' She asked me a lot of questions about my mobility, what worked for me, what frustrated me. What I needed, what I wanted.
With every issue she talked to me about adaptive devises, things I didn't even know were invented but seemed like they were invented specifically for me. Her list of items that would be useful for me began to grow. We were through her list and I glanced over at mine. There were two issues that I had starred. These weren't starred because of importance but because I'd decided that if she seemed half way human in her interactions with me, I'd ask them. They were embarrassing and personal questions but they were things I wanted to know.
I asked. We had a frank discussion about what possible adaptions could be made, where to look for resources ... it felt great to get this stuff out into the open.
I may know what it's like to be in a chair. But she knew chairs.
I may know what it feels like to face barriers in every day life. But she knew adaptions.
But what I really know is heirarchical voices and patronizing manner. Luckily, these were not in her skill set.
It was a long wait for this assessment, but it was worth my while. Over the next few weeks she is going to look at getting me set up with an electric wheelchair, she's going to magically make my couch more accessible (don't ask), and she has a few other ideas as well to do with issues a little to private to blog.
I am well and truly assessed and well and truly impressed.
An accessible couch! This assessment sure was worth it!!And it was worth my while stayig up to wait for you post before hitting the sack. I can now sleep peacefully, knowing that all went well. Good night Dave, and well done!
ReplyDeleteI am so glad you wrote about how it turned out - after yesterday's blog I am sure there were many of us out there wondering how it would go. How refreshing to hear! I had all my own hellish stories to share but will keep them to myself for now - No need to ruin a perfect start to the day. MDN
ReplyDeletefantastic, I had my fingers crossed for you there - I know there are some fabulous adaptions out there, but it takes a good professional to tell us about them - so glad you got what you needed.
ReplyDeleteThis is great news!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad to hear that it went well!
ReplyDeleteYay! A truly professional professional. I am relieved to hear that all went well.
ReplyDeleteLisa
That sounds terrific! I hope that all those great ideas become reality quickly.
ReplyDeleteVery inspiring! I'm so glad that you felt comfortable enough with her to ask all of your questions, and that she was able to give you some answers. Thank you for sharing. :)
ReplyDeleteYAY! Glad everything went so well. People who get it are always a relief.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad!!!
ReplyDeleteIsn't it nice when professionals do their job????
ReplyDeleteOh, good!
ReplyDeleteThat's such great news! It's always a coin toss, isn't it? So glad this one went your way!
ReplyDeleteIt's so easy to catastrophize when past experience writes the script... I'm glad that this scene had a surprise happy ending! And I hope you don't have to wait too long for the chair.
ReplyDeleteI was hoping that all would go well with your assesment. I have to say that I was having empathy for the person who had the job to assess; if she had screwed up, the chewing the fat world would have known about it!
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