All of us blind kids have a good “You won’t believe what happened!” story to share. Most likely, we have more than 1, or 2, or 20 stories. Stories involving close calls, mishaps, or good blind intentions that caused us to feel slightly embarrassed or totally mortified. The various “situations” we get into are not because we are clueless or careless. They occur because we are legally blind.
On social media, these laughable moments have been categorized as “Blind girl problems” or “Blind guy problems”. Now I am well aware of The fact that not eeeevery blind problem or moment has a humorous flavor to it. Duh. I mean, If it doesn’t taste like something deliciously funny… then honey, we send it back and order dessert! Anyway…what I am saying here is that some of the crazier blind problems can be downright “laugh my fucking ass off for days” funny! I recently had a sitch that could’ve fallen into the “totally mortified blind girl problems” category. It was sooo close.
The husby and I we’re heading into Costco last week. As he walked over to grab a cart, I boldly decided to look for a trashcan to throw away my gum. I use the term “look” loosely. I looked over to my right and I saw a trashcan shaped object next to the wall. “Oh good” I thought, and I headed over there, with cane in hand. I got within a foot of the brown object and as I reached for the wad of gum in my mouth… I felt a jolt go through my body. It was as if the universe had tasered me. Like on an episode of “Cops”! Sorta…okay, not really, but pretty close! I froze. The object was not a trashcan. It was an older gentlemen…… or lady…OH fuck if I know!….wearing brown clothing, sitting next to the wall. Holy shit! I quickly turned and walked away. Oh… My… God! What a close call! HOW would I have even handled that? Apologize and offer to cut the gum out of their hair?? I don’t even KNOOOOW! What I do know, is that I CAN share that story AND laugh about it.
As I already said, not every “blind girl or guy problem” story, situation, or incident has to be shared. The horrible and stressful moments we encounter, can be quite upsetting. I suggest that those types of experiences, or other issues, be discussed on the comfy couch in a therapist’s office. (That’s what I do, and I strongly encourage anyone to seek professional counseling if they need to.) The harmless and hilarious experiences are the ones we enjoy sharing and hearing about.
They say “Laughter is the best medicine” and I thrive on that medicine. I want as much as I can possibly get to help lighten up this unexpected life! Thank God we don’t need a doctor’s prescription for laughter! We just need to surround ourselves with the right people who will create and nourish those moments that medicate!