Jan 292023

After nearly ten years of using the same wheelchair, I’m in the process of transitioning to a new chair and the experience has been more difficult than I anticipated. The new chair has a customized seat that is subtly different than my old seat, but the differences are enough to cause me some discomfort. As I’m writing this, I’m sitting in my old chair while the new chair occupies a corner of the living room until I can schedule an appointment for further seating adjustments.

I’m sure that I’ll settle into the new chair eventually, but I’ve been asking myself if I’m becoming a cranky old man who is growing resistant to change. After all, I use the same assistive technology to access my computer as I did when grunge music swept the nation thirty years ago. I refuse to sign up for a TikTok account. And I still write “e-mail” with a hyphen. Taken together, these are strong indicators that I’m approaching the “shakes fist at cloud” stage of my life.

In completely unrelated news, I watched Tár last night and I recommend it. My very brief review is here.

  One Response to “Stuck In My Ways”

  1. I too feel like i’m reaching the shaking my fist at the clouds time of life – love that way of describing it! I am a carer and best friend to someone who is just the same as you with needing time to adjust to new equipment – understandably I think! I’m the same when i get a new phone or something too – we humans don’t much like change I think….until we get bored and then we want change but then complain about it, much like cats

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