Last night during the #chsocm chat, rain began to pour through one of my open windows. I watched as it started to drench my bed, the sheets and blankets looking increasingly unwelcoming.
I know, as a quadriplegic, that trying to close a window is almost physically impossible. Nevertheless, I rolled over and tried to shut the window. Several things happened.
I got wet.
The window came down a tiny bit.
And I began laughing.
I was laughing at myself because I knew closing that window wasn't likely to happen, but there I sat, soaking wet, giving it a shot. It was a good laughter, not the self deprecating kind.
I laughed because it didn't really matter whether that window stayed open or shut. The rain would eventually stop. Everything was already wet. But why not give it a try? Why not use some leverage rather than sitting there thinking "Oh, I can't do that".
Because maybe I can find a way to do it. And it felt good to get that window down just a tiny bit.
The sheets and blankets will dry. My clothes will dry. No damage done.
No reason not to laugh, at myself, at the situation, even at being a quad in a thunder storm with rain pouring in the windows.
I laughed out of a sense of perspective.
It's all in the leverage, in the approach, in the way we try to
do things , sometimes even in the attempt - whether we're quads or not.