| Anna ( @ 2008-05-01 12:17:00 |
Blog Against Disablism Day: A Place to call Home
If I were looking for a flat for just me, it would have two essential requirements:
- It would need to be within my budget, which is about 800$ a month.
- It would need to have access to a bus that would get me into the downtown where I work in a reasonable amount of time in the morning. For me, I'm willing to commute for up to 2 hours, but I get cranky after about an hour.
Pretty simple. The Halifax market is such that I could be living in Bedford in a two bedroom and be pretty content.
Things get complicated when I include Don, and want him to live in a way where he can get out and about with a minimum of fuss. At that point, my bare minimum requirements look like this:
- It would need to be within our budget, which is about 800$ a month.
- It needs to either be on the ground floor, or be in a building with a lift.
- The building cannot have more than five steps to get into it.
- Bus service needs to be regular.
- Bus service needs to include low-floor bussing.
- Bus service needs to be able to get Don into the downtown to see his doctors within a reasonable amount of time, which should be less than 30 minutes. He also needs to be able to access the only pharmacy in the city that has discount rates on drugs for those with chronic illnesses.
- The neighbourhood needs to be as flat as possible.
- Grocery stores need to be nearby.
- The sidewalks need to be regularly taken care of in winter.
Those are just the things off the top of my head that allow someone with the mobility difficulties Don has to get out of the flat on a regular basis. To be able to run to the store and get a carton of milk. To be able to get his medications for a price we can afford. To be able to make it to appointments. To be able to see people.
I have learned, in this fruitless apartment hunt, the questions to ask. It's trickier than I thought. When I confirmed with one landlord that yes, the grocery store was across the street, and should be fine with someone who was disabled to get there easily, he somehow failed to mention "Oh, but the flat is on the third floor of a walkup." When confirming in another place that there was a lift from the ground floor, and that it would be fine for people who couldn't handle the stairs, she failed to mention the 17 steps going up to the building. Another place assured me that people in wheelchairs could use the lift from the parking garage - without mentioning how dangerous it would be for someone who didn't have a vehicle they were getting in and out of.
Last week, near the end of my rope, I called a letting agency that assured people in their ads that they wanted nothing more than to get everyone into the sort of housing they deserved. "I just want a building that's accessible!" I said. "I just want some place where someone in a wheelchair can function."
"Oh... we don't really have anything like that."
"Can I talk to someone there about that? Anyone? Because this is driving me crazy. I want a place to live! That's all I want!"
"We're not trying to discourage people with disabilities from moving in."
Of course they're not. No one is.
They're not thinking of people with disabilities at all.
It's Blog against Disabilism Day today. When you get the chance, take a look around your home, your neighbourhood, your place of work or your school. Think about having to navigate it in a manual wheelchair. Consider how easily someone could get around if they can't walk up stairs. Could someone without a car who can't walk very far get groceries? Would winter lead to them not being able to get out at all?
Have you ever thought about it?
Related Posts for BADD (will be updated as I keep reading):
The Radical Notion that People with Disabilities are People at Hoyden About Town
Why I Don't Use The Word Retarded at Shapely Prose
If I were looking for a flat for just me, it would have two essential requirements:- It would need to be within my budget, which is about 800$ a month.
- It would need to have access to a bus that would get me into the downtown where I work in a reasonable amount of time in the morning. For me, I'm willing to commute for up to 2 hours, but I get cranky after about an hour.
Pretty simple. The Halifax market is such that I could be living in Bedford in a two bedroom and be pretty content.
Things get complicated when I include Don, and want him to live in a way where he can get out and about with a minimum of fuss. At that point, my bare minimum requirements look like this:
- It would need to be within our budget, which is about 800$ a month.
- It needs to either be on the ground floor, or be in a building with a lift.
- The building cannot have more than five steps to get into it.
- Bus service needs to be regular.
- Bus service needs to include low-floor bussing.
- Bus service needs to be able to get Don into the downtown to see his doctors within a reasonable amount of time, which should be less than 30 minutes. He also needs to be able to access the only pharmacy in the city that has discount rates on drugs for those with chronic illnesses.
- The neighbourhood needs to be as flat as possible.
- Grocery stores need to be nearby.
- The sidewalks need to be regularly taken care of in winter.
Those are just the things off the top of my head that allow someone with the mobility difficulties Don has to get out of the flat on a regular basis. To be able to run to the store and get a carton of milk. To be able to get his medications for a price we can afford. To be able to make it to appointments. To be able to see people.
I have learned, in this fruitless apartment hunt, the questions to ask. It's trickier than I thought. When I confirmed with one landlord that yes, the grocery store was across the street, and should be fine with someone who was disabled to get there easily, he somehow failed to mention "Oh, but the flat is on the third floor of a walkup." When confirming in another place that there was a lift from the ground floor, and that it would be fine for people who couldn't handle the stairs, she failed to mention the 17 steps going up to the building. Another place assured me that people in wheelchairs could use the lift from the parking garage - without mentioning how dangerous it would be for someone who didn't have a vehicle they were getting in and out of.
Last week, near the end of my rope, I called a letting agency that assured people in their ads that they wanted nothing more than to get everyone into the sort of housing they deserved. "I just want a building that's accessible!" I said. "I just want some place where someone in a wheelchair can function."
"Oh... we don't really have anything like that."
"Can I talk to someone there about that? Anyone? Because this is driving me crazy. I want a place to live! That's all I want!"
"We're not trying to discourage people with disabilities from moving in."
Of course they're not. No one is.
They're not thinking of people with disabilities at all.
It's Blog against Disabilism Day today. When you get the chance, take a look around your home, your neighbourhood, your place of work or your school. Think about having to navigate it in a manual wheelchair. Consider how easily someone could get around if they can't walk up stairs. Could someone without a car who can't walk very far get groceries? Would winter lead to them not being able to get out at all?
Have you ever thought about it?
Related Posts for BADD (will be updated as I keep reading):
The Radical Notion that People with Disabilities are People at Hoyden About Town
Why I Don't Use The Word Retarded at Shapely Prose