It generally starts out the same, just after I complete a weight shift (my wheelchair tilts back to relieve pressure from my bottom). The conversation goes something like this:

Her: that's a pretty fancy wheelchair
Me: thanks, it allows me to do a weight shift and get pressure off my bottom every 40 minutes or so. So that I don't get a pressure sore.
Her: does it have a horn? Let me hear the horn.
About this time I realized the conversation is going south and try to break away.
Her: I used to take care of a guy who was handicapped, he did not leave his house for 10 years. Then he got an electric wheelchair, and would go out. He was a quadriplegic, he could move his arms but could not open his hands (she demonstrates a shoulder shrug).
Now I realize she is explaining quadriplegia to me.................
Her: what's all the electronics on your tray?
Me: it's my PDA and cell phone my automatic door opener and deadbolt and my remote control for my van.
Her: it's amazing everything they have for handicapped people. Do you drive? It's good that you get out. Yesterday I saw a bilateral amputee as a greeter at Wal-Mart. It's amazing that he could work.
At this point I am tired with every facet of this conversation and make my escape. People think nothing of saying things like "if you keep trying hard enough someday you will walk." And the very popular "everything happens for a reason, God has a plan for you". But this weekend takes the cake someone actually explaining quadriplegia to me...........




















