Long story short. After a fall it has been discovered that DD2 has what the orthopaedic doctor termed a ‘severe birth defect’ in her hips. She has been referred to Sheffield Children’s Hospital and has an appointment tomorrow.
DD2 is in a wheelchair unable to weight bear for anything longer than going to the bathroom on crutches.
She’s fed up, I’m fed up, DH is fed up. As she’s unable to go back to school yet (she should have been back last week) I promised her a day out to the next nearest city to us. It is a direct bus ride of just over an hour.
The bus we decided to get was busy but we could fit on until not one but two parents with pushchairs got on and refused to collapse them, despite the bus driver asking them. The other passengers also voiced their opinion that they should collapse them or at least one of them could so DD and I could fit on.
They got aggressive with the driver and the other passengers. I don’t blame the driver, he did what he could and IMO was stuck between a rock and a hard place.
We waited the hour for the next bus and we are now on it.
I don’t even know why I’m writing this other than to say I’m absolutely, thoroughly fed up. I want to feel anger but all I feel is resignation that there are some people out there that can’t for a moment be kind enough to help out a fellow human being.
And yes I understand that I don’t know what they have going on in their lives. I just feel so bad for DD, she has been through so much in her 10 short years, with several operations and several disabilities.
My own physical disabilities thrown in to the mix make it harder on top of my mental ill health.
