Wheelchair Side Bag

I need a bag for a wheelchair, that will fit on top of a wheel to the side so that the person can reach down themselves and get things out. Does this exist? There's no way for this person to reach underneath, behind or for a table to be on top. Help please!
I've seen all the side and underneath bags, but for the person I'm talking about the side bags would rub against the wheels and this person wouldn't be able to reach a sac underneath (not to mention the chair is too low for that). This person is also overweight, and it would be difficult to put a ban on the lap.

Any other ideas?
This wheelchair also has no arm rests because the person is so low sitting that they wouldn't be able to reach the wheels if they had that.

on the wheel? I have never seen anything, unless it is on the armrest.

2009-12-11 05:53:26 by Care

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Meghan stared out of the window. She sleepily tried to contemplate life. It was all too much. Sleep would not overtake her. Peace could not be made yet. Answers eluded her at that moment. All of this happened for a reason. It would be revealed in God’s time. The vastness of the world struck her. White winter light blared in midafternoon. Charcoal roads whirred past monotonously. Dry beige cornfields multiplied with the miles. Tepid air choked her. Her body unfolded like a switchblade. The back seat hurt her knees. A wheelchair flanked her right side. A duffle bag flanked her left. She felt like a pharaoh entombed among the things of her former life. What would be kept and what discarded? She couldn’t be completely sure. That hideous hospital wheelchair would go. Aidan’s blanket would stay. The droning engine spared all conversation. Meghan was thankful unsure of what to say. She was grateful to her driver. But what else was he?
This is a rough draft of part of it. It has been copyrighted as well.

I agree with other criticisms, you are clearly talented but there are a few problems. As others said, your sentances are too short and you use too many analogies that, as fluid and impressive as they may be, detract from the impact of your piece. Also, your sentances are a little awkward. "Peace could not be made yet" and "Answers eluded her at that moment" only complicate your point, that she can't get to sleep becuase she's thinking too much. You could probably get that point across in one or two sentances rather than five, don't be afraid to use the word "and" and commas to lengthen your sentances and convey your ideas with artistic simplicity

2007-02-03 08:53:45 by Stacye S

Large see-through mesh compartment with fastener closure, keeps track of jackets, blankets, toys and bags
Three larger top load pockets you may use to fill with extra sippy cups
No need to disturb a resting child by trying to put items under the stroller anymore. The useful placement of the mesh bag allows parents to still access under-stroller cargo nicely. Go out with your children in confidence, knowing you have it covered!

Hi, This was at my school reception whilst i waited for a friend.
There were about 4 people in there, a lady the scum bag and his daughter who had just been caught with vodka.

A disabled boy in a wheelchair came along and asked me to open the door for him. As there was a woman neerer ,she did it.

The scum bag then said "Oy, Pigface wot the fu** u doin'! "
I then replied; what?

He then said; Why didnt u open the door you pig ugly c**t.
I replied; Because the woman did it.

He then said; Fu** off you ugly cu**.

I then stared at him and so he said "You stare at me and i will "do you over" (beat you up).

I then said sorry and walked out of reception whilst he said you big headed fu**!

Obviously this guy is not too bright or brave picking on a 14yr old but i would like to know wheather i should tell the police or not. As my parents will not do anything they will blambe it on me and when they see the size of him they will side with him.

Any ideas please?

Thanks
Sorry about putting it in polls and surveys but there is no category for it

i would tell the head teacher or your own teacher and im sure if my child came home telling me what youve just told me i would be there in a shot ,you should feel safe in your school ,and it down to the school to deal with the matter of contacting the police and to make sure the guy never enters the property again

2008-06-10 09:00:40 by Avatar 59

Black nylon tote.
Has large zippered pocket.
Fits on a manual wheelchair.

I have a friend with a physical disability. She can't move the right side of her body (she had a stroke, or something similiar when she was just a toddler). I have never met anyone quite like her. Most of my friends with disabilities are fiercely independent and competitive. This person is meek, co-dependent and can be very snappish and mean at times. We have been friends for over a year, but she is starting to wear on me. She's needy, meek, dependent and angry at everyone. When I go places, she gets mad at me because she wants to come along. I have a small car (honda civic) that simply can't fit all her gagets (her wheelchair, a breathing machine, a bag full of medications, etc). I would love to take her to places, but I have to help her eat, put her contraptions together, make sure her breathing machine is working. I just can't handle it anymore. It's too hard. What should I do?

Seems its a conflict of purpose.... how to put this... see she has lost purpose in her life, or better she has lost the ability to make it easy on herself to accomplish her purpose in life. We all deal with this at some level, but it becomes much more intense if you become that dependent. I have a disable friend and he handles as they would say, healthy. What your dealing with unfornatunely is an unhealthy reaction to her problem. It is in the bounds of her choose thou. But you as a true friend don't have to tolerate it. Shoot you shouldn't! The fact is your in a position to make this person change for the better or for the worse. Its all going to come down to how you do it. Its obvious you love her, you feel for her, you care. So let her know that truth, and let her know the truth of how it makes you feel for her to hate to be someone you care so much for. And help her with that anger she has for herself and the people in her life, get her to tell you about it, dig deep! Its hard, it hurts, its not fair, but my god its great when it works! Now go! GO! Talk to her, fight for her!!!

2007-06-19 11:39:22 by Samantha

This is a loong story, prolonging over 4 years.... yes, unfortunately it was highschool...

Now im no typical student, i always study hard and had an affinity for working alone. even at a young age I realized that i would have to separate myself from all other distractions (human or not) in order to achieve my life-long dream of becoming a surgeon.

I walked into gym for the first time, and the first thing that caught my eye was the sweetest little thing I had ever seen... now idk how we ended up becoming friends, or beginning the conversation for that matter b/c I made it a regular thing to separate myself from everyone else.... we became the best of friends in that first year of highschool...
She told me all about her family, and how she had given up going out in order to take care of her little brother (who was in a wheel-chair)... that was the moment where i realized she was truely an angel.

During the summer she told me that her friend from gradeschool was tansferring in... Immediately i started thinking that this guy was going to be some deuche bag... I'll never foget the day she pointed him out to me.. across this gigantic gym. Me and this kid became the best of friends, probably the best i could ever have to this date.(justin)

soph year was a year of flirting, as how all of h-s usually is... and me, justin, this gurl, and her best friend sat in our own little section of the room.. Justin and her best friend started goin out and would always tease and say that me n her should date too to make things even. I could never bring myself to do this however b/c she had a bf.. and i am not the type of person to be a deuche...

we were friends, and i would do nething for her... she was not allowed to have a bf, so she would call me and ask if i would call her bf and tell him to go online so they could talk. I worked both sides of her relationship with him... secretly talking to each one of them and telling the other what to do, in hope of keeping their relationship together...

somehow we gradually lost touch... one day when we were on a field-trip she pulls me into a dollar store and tells me that she has something to tell me.. she tells me that her n her bf broke up... (so i thought maybe now was my chance to say something..) but as soon as i thought that she said that she had been talking to this other guy named steve.. I hated this guy... and thats where things went wrong.

I hated him and he hated me... long story short, LOL, im kinda tired.. I kinda dissed her friend (who im not sure she really likes neways) and dissed her bf (by calling him lazy...) but she still stood up for me..

her little brother n i were great friends... I mean her entire family loved me.. but one day I came by for something, and while i was talking to her lil brother she tried shutting the door... twice!... I mean this kid is only in 6th grade.. and he is in a wheelchair!.. I WAS HEARTBROKEN. I couldnt believe that she did this...

so I called her and talked to her about it.. she said that she didnt want ne of her friends talking to him bc he says stuff hes not supp to.. (SO WHAT? he's a kid!!) yada yada yada, a day b4 grad i told her that i am just causing her way too much grief and that it would be best if we just went our separate ways... n she agreed.

We were in the top ten of our class... and during the grad ceremony we had to come down the isle with a partner of equal excellence.... I was 3 n she 4.. neither of us knew that they were gonna do this, but we walked down that isle side by side... they made speeches about friendship and all that good stuff... and i just cried, and cried... and cried.

now, it is almost 3 months since and i cant help but wonder if i did the right thing? I mean, there's a lot more to the story but this is what it all boils down to.... I cant sleep (worse than my regular 4 hrs of sleep..) and everytime i close my eyes i see her face and hear her voice.. the very mention of her name rocks my boots... idk, did i do the right thing?

wow. big picture, my friend.

this stuff will seem so meaningless a few years from now. Yes, she's a nice girl. Actually not, if she's embarrassed about her own brother. You really want to spend time with a girl who treats her brother in a wheelchair like this? Why on earth?

The real problem here is you need to pull yourself out of this drivel (sorry, but it is) and concentrate on the big picture. your spelling and grammar are equally horrendous, all the work you've done to make medschool is going to amount to nothing, without a little hard-nosed application. # 1, buy a dictionary, 'girl' not 'gurl', 'aisle' not 'isle' - (unless you are boating), get yourself out of the jivetalk vein (using the term 'douchebag' will impress nobody) and start speaking like an adult worthy of being taken seriously. Your credibility will amount to zero and you have no chance of success unless you apply yourself to this - it's important. Using grammar and spelling like this immediately portrays you as ignorant. Even if you are not. Sorry to be brutal here, but it's you that's done the work studying, not me, so I have nothing to lose here by telling it like it is. It's you that stands to lose, if you don't address the real problem.

The field of medicine is intensely competitive, and only the truly (not truely) dedicated, and i mean absolutely dedicated, make it. You are not going to make it by being heartbroken, LOL-ing, or engaging in speculation about nothing really too important other than attributing angelic characteristics to a shallow girl. If you really want to be a surgeon (you first will have to pass med school, undergo more years of training, be a GP, then if you get that far, find enough funds and find a source to sponsor your specialist training) then give your head a big shake, and stop crying. This is ONE GIRL, and you need to figure out if it's your hormones speaking here or your brain. IE big head, or little head... it's easy to confuse the two in high school. Reread the chapter on testosterone and how it affects your decisions at this point of your life. Ten years from now you will probably have trouble even remembering her name, and if you are going to obsess over one person so badly, albeit one who is embarrassed by her poor crippled brother, then get ready for your career at 7-11 or Subway. Time to grow up... fast.

2008-08-12 00:56:47 by Ali