Welcome to my blog. I post on this, roughly once a week (it does vary). I sustained a 'Traumatic Acquired Brain Injury', and a six month coma from a 'road traffic accident' whilst cycling, in October 2006. I spent the following 4 years (22-26yrs old), in a combination of hospitals and rehabilitation homes. Now, I have been living independently in Surbiton, England since October 2010. This blog begun life in December 2010, as i realised that there are many people worldwide that i want to share experiences with. I know that, as a wheelchair user, I am obviously not as mobile as i wish, so, use the internet to connect to you. I enjoy letting my thoughts represent through type. I type honestly. As numerous readers, as well as email recipients, will understand, I find typing to be very therapeutic. Thank you :)
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Tuesday 15 February 2011

just being polite.........!

Right, an end to all that music nonsense. I type this in the afternoon and am not dosed up on caffeine, so we shall see. Admittedly, I am already nervous of tomorrow evening's match against Barcelona (possibly the only team even more perfect at football, at their best, than mighty Arsenal). Basically, I'm excited. The topic of today's lesson children, is the topic of 'politeness'. Now then, I believe that I can be considered 'polite'. I cannot understand the concept of being 'too polite'. I realise that I am fairly good at remembering 'please' and 'thank you', and that i say 'sorry' perhaps too much. I often say 'sorry' not as an apology, but as a version of 'excuse me'. This way, I am covered. However, I hope to be forgiven by those who misunderstand.

I have confused myself explaining this. Anyway, I always remember that there's no harm in being polite. If something is said with a smile, friends can be made, and as I have learnt from my current situation, friendships can be a key to success and are invaluable. Often, it's not what you know but  who.

Now, in saying all of that, I can see the negative side. Wheelchair bound, I often find that people want to help me when I am out. I admit that here I can disappoint, telling them that I am ok. Often, not all of the time by any means, I enjoy finding an alternative method of tackling a problem. Hopefully, I do this successfully.

I  have also found it strange, just being greeted by a totally random stranger saying "hello".  Now, this annoys me, unfortunately, because either they recognise me, having seen me before (fair enough), or I am seen as 'the one in the wheelchair'. I am a total stranger, the only thing that is known about me is that I cannot walk. For that, I am immediately looked down on and it feels like it.

Sorry, I often have to tell myself that 'they're just being polite', and understand the negative possibilities of being 'too polite'. Grrrr rrrr!

 

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