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Alice and I do a lot of things together to help her build independence. Shopping with her is usually a very pleasant experience. At this point she knows the process well enough that we have established a rhythm to getting the groceries. She gets the items on her list and crosses them off on her clipboard. It’s worked well and transfers to other aspects of her life. There are some nice fringe benefits, too: Alice is out and active in the community and there are a number of clerks in the store who know Alice by name and understand that she is working when she is in the store. On her list, I always put at least one thing that requires her to stop at a counter and ask for something specific. For example, today she had to ask for “1 pound of light American cheese” at the deli counter. The worker at the counter recognized her, greeter her (not me) and asked her for what she wanted and he also made an effort to listen closely so he could here. The grocery store, Big Y, has been very accommodating and is very accessible to Alice for most things. Some times she needs assistance for things that are too high up, but it’s not too bad. I try to keep an eye out for things in her world that are needlessly inaccessible.
For example, Alice and I like to go to Taco Bell for lunch, maybe once a month after shopping. It’s a guilty pleasure for both of us and one that we can share since her brother hates tacos (or so he says) and her mother can’t stand Taco Bell. She orders her own lunch and then we go to get the drinks and here is the problem:
Alice can reach the ice dispenser in the machine and operates it naturally. She can’t, however, operate the soda dispenser. This is because Taco Bell, in it’s infinite wisdom, chose to put in a machine that requires two hands to dispense soda. In theory, you can place the cup on the grill and then push the button, but there is no way to align the cup and the distance from the nozzle ensures that soda sprays everywhere or knocks the cup over or both. The traditional dispenser with a lever that activates the nozzle is ideal as you only need one hand for it. This is such a horrible design and it won’t get any better.
It’s a pity and I’m not sure how to approach it. It’s not exactly the kind of thing you can say to the manager and hope to get traction, “hey – like your restaurant, it’s nice and clean and my daughter and I like to eat here, but could you replace your soda dispenser with one that she can operate on her own?” Not likely, and asking for help is an option, but it goes against the whole notion of independence, and Alice truly likes doing things on her own (except when she’s feeling lazy, but that’s a story for another day).
Still, we sit down and she has crunchy tacos and I have soft tacos (she can’t have wheat and I can’t have corn – we’re quite a pair). I like putting on their Fire Sauce and Alice has adopted that too, although today she declared that the sauce was “wicked hot”.