An anonymous donor provided Finn with a demo wheelchair until his arrives in October. We got the call from Asbury Medical Supply that the chair would be delivered last Friday. Chills. We are overwhelmed by such generosity.
Joey convinced me that we should send the wheelchair to daycare with Finn. I’ve been resistant. It’s silly, but I’m worried what other kids and parents will think. Not that it’s uncool to be in a wheelchair or anything, but that people are wondering what’s wrong with my son, and instead of kindly asking why our little cutie is in a wheelchair, they would awkwardly avoid us or talk behind our backs. These are my fears…not reality.
Usually I can’t wait to pick Finn up from daycare, but today I was a little apprehensive. I envisioned peeking into his new toddler classroom and seeing him stuck in a corner crying with kids poking him or sticking toys in his spokes.
Today at 4:45pm, I chose to leave my pride in the car. I wanted to carry it around with me like a shield, protecting me from the misunderstanding and judgment of others, but instead I carried my precious booger-nosed boy in my left arm and pushed his wheelchair down the hallway and out to the car with my right.