Wednesday, November 08, 2006

Wheelchairs

Strange thought hit me this morning.

When I arrive at the ER for labor, they'll probably make me ride in a wheelchair to my room. I suppose I might be grateful for this at the time so I can get to my room quicker, but I really have an aversion to wheelchairs.

When I had cancer I used to go for long hikes the day before a chemo. It made me feel powerful. Then, by the end of the chemo I could barely walk and I would need the wheelchair. (Once home, I had to hold onto furniture or to U. to get around for that first evening back.)

As a result, I really hate wheelchairs.

In Vancouver, I had a a few months on my hands until the government would let me work. I wanted to volunteer at an old age home. But when I went to the meeting for potential volunteers, I just started crying. What set me off was the wheelchairs.

I guess when the time comes, I'll just say, "I may be in a wheelchair, but I'm so powerful because I'm about to give birth!"

2 comments:

Yoel Natan said...

I'll just say, "I may be in a wheelchair, but I'm so powerful because I'm about to give birth!"

Shyeah! You can't beat that for an awesomely powerful way to reclaim and transform a personal trigger for old pain.

keema said...

The nurses let me push an empty wheelchair to the labor & delivery room. Maybe they took pity on me because I'd just transitioned in the car? Don't know.

Anywhichway, I pray for a positive and powerful birth experience for you!