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I know, it doesn't make sense. Same could be said for many of my posts. (But you didn't hear it from me!)
Had a long day yesterday. Rode the bus to work but missed the usual one and caught the next a few minutes later. I definitely didn't want to drive through opening day traffic in the afternoon. Making the earlier bus would have meant missing the opportunity to help the sight-impared person I found stumbling in the wrong direction on Sixth St. near Clybourn.
I watched David as I grew nearer and it was clear he had no sight at all. Even though I made no sound, he spoke to me as I approached. I could've just turned him around and continued on to work, now with less time to get there because of missing the first bus. I stayed to walk with him, as most people hopefully would. I saw things from his perspective, which was real eye-opening so to speak. The sidewalk had large construction signs blocking the middle. Odd-shaped intersections with right turn traffic islands and no buttons for walk signals. Trees and lamp poles were abundant with an occasional bus shelter or parked car to avoid. He was staying at the Ramada so wasn't totally familiar with the path we were on. He was heading to a UWM campus near Sixth and State for a conference.
As luck would have it, one of the vehicles we worked to avoid was a UWM courtesy vehicle. I thought if ever there was a perfect use for such a thing it would be this. I hooked David up with it and they were happy to help.
Because I made a couple St. Vincent home visits after work, I didn't get home until probably 7:30, thirteen hours after I left. As soon as I walked in the door I was informed of a minor emergency. I rushed off to Waukesha Memorial with a family member after just one cold slice of pizza for dinner. They took great care of us, as they always do, and we arrived back home about 11:00 p.m. Everyone's fine. Tired, but fine. TGIF
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