I’ve been a firm believer in the notion that things happen for a reason. This has only increased in the past few months since my guide dog Bailey has retired.
I took for granted how easy having a guide dog had made my life. So when he retired in August, I knew that I was going to be in for a rude awakening. But I also knew my cane skills would get me through on local routes with little issue. However, as life goes, I started needing to go all over the damn place to different events and meetings.
And this is where I think fate is playing so much a part. I’m doing all these things now, with the cane and getting through them but realising how much easier life would be at present with a working guide by my side. I don’t like to think I took Bailey for granted. I truly appreciated him each and every day but I certainly took the fact i could just get up and go without thinking about mobility too hard with a guide dog.
I’ll keep at the cane thing. I’ve proven I can do it. when assistance didn’t show at Picadili on Friday when I’d come back from Preston and it woul dtake ten minutes for someone to come and help me, instead of waiting there like a helpless blind person, which is what I would have done time and time before, I asked the guard to show me the lift doors and I headed off by myself. I did go the wrong way but I was helped by someone else. But the fact i even attempted it was a huge step forward for me as a cane user. I’d never have done that before. It’s a small step but a good one but one I could never have taken if I’d not had a guide dog to build my confidence. Not everyone wants one but I definitely am looking forward to getting guide number two.