Wild
This one time my mother, who’s my caregiver, and I each had one drink. We were both plastered after one drink. My mother was pushing my wheelchair towards my house and I rolled into a ditch. My mother was laughing so hard that she peed herself. Once completing the task of getting inside our apartment I went into the bathroom. I stood while holding onto the sink. I pulled my pants down and I went to transfer via walker to the toilet. Somehow I fell over the walker and into the tub all with my butt out. I had to wait ass up in the bathtub for my drunk mother to rescue me. Eventually she did, but good lord, we each only had one drink.
Being disabled has brought me so many moments that I never thought I’d have. We used to go to a brewery twice a week. I would have a beer and some food then we’d go home. I would always almost fall. It turns out that my mother was pushing me by accident. It took me a long time to figure it out. I was so relieved to find out that I was being pushed and not just falling. After addressing it, it never happened again.
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