Ever wonder what would happen if a women in a wheelchair had to fit between the super small aisles of a lingerie section within a department store? You know the bra and underwear racks are sooooo close together. What would happen if the woman in the wheelchair attempted to “raise herself up” holding onto one of the displays so she could reach the pair of undies located on the top rack? Crash! Ouch!
SHOPPING WITH MY MOTHER
Going shopping with “my” mother is an experience probably few of you have ever encountered. It’s quite an adventure. My Mom lost her leg about 12 years ago. The incompetent doctors were forced to amputate her leg just below her thigh. I've learned a lot since then about amputee’s.
Imagine trying on pants or shorts wearing her prosthesis! It’s an impossability. The department stores and malls are too hard for her to walk using crutches so—it’s the wheelchair (which she HATES}. I dearly love my Mom, but she has the patience of a two year old that’s been cooped up in the house for a week. Not only that, she never really likes to shop—even when she had two legs.
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