I went back to the Intersection of Horrors yesterday. Things went better this time. Not perfect, but good enough that I feel better about the situation. I did have a little run in with a car that was waiting at the light. As I was crossing, the stopped cars were on my left. I must have veered some or maybe the car was in the crosswalk. If I had to put money on it, I would guess that my veering was the culprit. Anyway, thanks to unlucky timing (and because the universe hates me)my cane went under the bumper of the car. I found the car with my left knee. The sudden stoppage of my momentum sent me sprawling across the hood of the car. I can only imagine what the driver was thinking. So after uttering a string of choice obscenities, I got off the car and hauled ass across the street. I might be getting better at this not beating myself up over mistake thing because when I got out of the street, all I could do was laugh. That’s progress eh?
Today in mobility, I rode the bus to Newton Centre, the business district just up the road from the Carroll Center. The bus part of the trip was flawless. I only managed to get myself into trouble once I got off the bus. When we got to Newton Centre, we worked on more street crossings with an audible traffic signal. This was a more difficult intersection than the Intersection of Horrors. There was more traffic and the traffic pattern wasn’t as orderly. In addition, there is barely enough time during the walk phase to get across the street. It’s nuts. We’ll call this intersection the Intersection of death. OK, maybe that’s overstating it a bit. Really, my mobility instructor wouldn’t take me into a super dangerous situation. She’s always got my back and I trust her completely. She kicks ass. So keep in mind that when I use ridiculous names like “Intersection of Death” it’s only because I think hyperbole is hilarious(and I’m a drama queen). Anyway, my street crossings were once again very eventful. I kept veering left and running into cars. I’m really quite a disaster. My instructor was right behind me the whole time trying to push my shoulders so I would straighten out. But apparently, I can’t take a hint because I wasn’t really turning when she pushed. I think my instructor is about ready to throw in the towel on this street crossing business. She is now strongly encouraging me to get a guide dog since dogs are the best cure for veering. I have no problem with that. I wanted a dog anyway.
That’s all I’ve got for now. I don’t want to be a total computer hog. I’ll be back when I can. Have a nice day.