Lefty,
I think this Handicampers is a great addition to this forum. After my spinal cord injury this past June I thought I would never walk again let alone RV like we use too. I spent 3 months in a wheel chair. Since I got back home this last Aug from the hospital we have been out 5 times camping, I'm very blessed to have this much recovery from a SCI ! I have a total different outlook on life. I'm amazed with the human spirit and how people just continue to live on with disabilities.
You've got people out there that want to blame everyone on two legs for their shortcomings. It's not your fault that I only have one leg. Why worry? This a inconvenience, not a tragedy and certainly not the end of life on earth as we know it. They pretty much figure that they can do and say anything they want to anyone they want and get away with it...cause who's gonna hit a cripple? That's easy... another cripple. I rang a two legged d00ds bell when he went crazy and attacked two nurses. I rolled my wheelchair up to him and commenced to whip his fanny. He never expected an attack from a white headed old man in a wheelchair. I lost my leg...that did not affect my manhood. I couldn't jump up and break his jaw...but, the mid section was fair game. A couple of whaps and he was at my height...and then I did my best to break it. Of course falling out of my chair on top of him had a little something to do with it too.
I'm not a life + lemons= lemonade type of guy. I get just as discouraged as any two legged entity. But, all I have to do is go to Walter Reed or VA Hosp Norfok...and realize that I got it easy. If they ever get my leg right, I'll walk. If that falls apart, then I'm in my chair. At least, I'm not blowing into a straw to get around. Some of those kids will never sit up without braces. Or feed themselves...or do anything normal again. I just can't feel sorry for myself or any other gimp. There is always someone worse off than me or you.
Rv's are not to handicaped friendly. Most of the handicaped people I met just want to be treated just like anybody else. It's almost insulting to them to say how special they are. I had the hardest time getting in and out of the BH.
Buddy, you should see me trying to get in and out of mine. I slither up and down the stairs and steps. I've got a transfer chair in the rv...an old wheelchair sitting outside the door...and my high speed low drag VA special in the back of the jeep. Off the chair, on the floor...off the floor onto the steps...down the steps one at a time...into the old chair...out to the truck...and off I go. Reverse that and I'm watching tv, eating Popeye's. It's not pretty. But, it can be entertaining for the kids! Remind me to tell you about my Vampire leg...Count Stumpula. Had a great halloween with my wooden leg and stump last year. Scared kids for blocks! I was voted the coolest old fart on Lennox Ave. I couldn't keep enough candy when word got around about the vampire in a wheelchair. I like kids...they ask some of the d*mnede** questions...and I answer them. Freaks some of the parents out..."I'm sorry, he doesnt know any better"...Well, I'm not.. he wanted to know and I told him. The more the kids know...the more the adults will tomorrow. Familiarity breeds acceptance.
Gimps fall and gimps bleed...and the straights fall and they bleed too. And, I still have to buy shoes by the pair..they won't sell 'em one at a time.
My body just smacked the road, I lied there laughing my head off realizing how much recovery I had made. The next day I walked 4 miles on a trail ! I hope I can have some good input on this part of the forum.