To both you and Candle,

After 5 years of fighting it, I've come to the conclusion that some people are just born to be "helpful". It has taken me much of the time to just figure out a way to accept it and be done. Sometimes it truely is God in action.

Last week, a lady took my groceries out of my hands and said "I'm handicapped too but don't want to see you slipping in the parking lot". She was missing the fingers on one hand.

When I was able bodied, I made it a point to set the example for my kids and help the lil' ole lady lift her groceries into her car. Or the occasional breaking into the car of person that locked their keys inside. (Not a trade I'm too willing to admit proficiency at)

In consideration of that, just be gracious and inform them of what they can truly do. For instance on the transfer. If they insist, just make them feel important and have them hold their foot against the wheel so it "doesn't go anywhere". Or yeah, hold the door so "I can step aside and dry the crutches and feet off completely"

I know the buffet situation first hand and had a good laugh with a close friend who tried to take my plate before I was finished putting things on. I just stood in line and waited until she saw me there. Then I asked if she'd bring it back so I can finish.  This woman has a heart of gold. I could write volumes on her community involvement. Anyways, I've heard that the folks that saw the incident pretend to hold onto their plates a bit harder when she's around to playfully tease her.

I guess I'm saying just to take it in stride, figure out how to let them "help" without impeding progress or imposing danger. You never know, some of these samaritans may become close friends.

Candle