I approach this from a more practical position. I am 69, in a wheelchair, in a handicapped apartment. The lease says handicapped, but I find the shelves and cupboards are regular height. I have a rented wheelchair, and even with a pillow, I am not tall enough to reach the cupboards. The “reachers” that are supposed to help are fairly unreliable – nothing heavy such as a small bag of sugar, can be retrieved with one. The kitchen sink is hard to reach into, and has no spray attachment, which would make it much more convenient. Even the shower is a challenge, although there is a removable wand. It’s just hard to reach it from the bench on the other end of the tub. I’m sure disabled people did not design these apartments. I never think of myself as disabled until I want to cook something and can’t reach all the burners. Nevertheless, I am privileged to live where I am, and thankful for it.
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