Hey, it's Transitioning Tuesday. Anyone else remember when I said this would be a regular thing? Fun times. Anyway, it's back!
Transitioning to Adulthood with a Disability: Driving & Exploring
Your Other Options
When I was
sixteen, I wanted to learn to drive. To make sure I could handle it with my
disability, my parents set up an appointment with an occupational therapist at
a rehab centre who specialised in driving tests. My reaction time and knowledge of road signs
was tested, and I was put in a simulator. I passed those tests then, later,
tried a real car with the aid of an instructor who worked with disabled
drivers. Again I passed and was cleared to take the regular driver’s test but,
after practicing for a little while, I felt there were just too many things to
focus on at once (other drivers, the pedals, wheel, etc.). I got nervous and
gave up on driving.
This wasn’t
the end though. I’ve found that there are plenty of alternatives to driving on
your own.
It may not
be the best option for making you feel independent, but one of the simpler
alternatives to driving yourself somewhere is to ask a family member. My
parents and, later on, my sister have always been willing to drive me somewhere
if they are able to. I say “when they’re able to” because it’s important to be
considerate and make sure the time and destination is convenient for them
(something I can sometimes forget to do).
Another (mostly)
convenient driving alternative is accessible transit. I first got Para Transpo
(Ottawa’s accessible transit service) about half-way through my first stint of
college. The program I was in at the time required some travel within the city
and regular public transit wasn’t much of a long-term option at the time, so I
registered for Para Transpo. I got it, but just for the school year. It had its
downsides, but overall it was a huge help, especially in winter.
So one day when I wanted to go somewhere and Para Transpo was being exceptionally difficult, my father suggested I take the regular bus. At first I was nervous. Then, after going over route schedules and coordinating a pick-up from my parents, I got the bus on my own. It’s only a short walk to the nearest bus stop and the route I take most often goes right to downtown Ottawa, exactly where I want to be. I got so good at taking the bus one way, that I started going there and back on my own. The only thing I need to be aware of is that I’m able to get a seat since my poor balance won’t allow me to stand, but most times this isn’t a problem.
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