The last thing I wanted to do was break my wifeâ€™s arm, but thatâ€™s what happened as I tried to get her through the narrow door of the planeâ€™s lavatory. It wasnâ€™t intentional of course, but there is not enough room inside for a helper and a disabled person to be in the Â lavatory at the same time. So rather than stepping in first and safely pulling her in, I tried to move her in backwards. That turned out to be a big mistake.
We learned the hard way. The lavatory door had the â€œwheelchair accessibleâ€ symbol. One would have thought it would at least be safe, albeit inconveniently narrow. However, the little on-board wheelchair (a.k.a. aisle chair) wouldnâ€™t fit through the lavatory door. What was to be a relaxing and fun vacation with friends in San Antonio became instead a five-day stay at a Texas hospital for my wife. We have learned that life with a disability means we continually make adjustments. Sometimes the best laid plans can go astray.