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part of the program to manage this time, only to learn what I can, reconnect with people I've known over my military career, and hear what has changed in the hospital lab community. This was the first time I'd taken Charlotte on an airplane much less to a very public event. As a Service Dog Charlotte was not to be crated and put into the belly of the airplane, instead to be allowed to curl up at my feet to support me as she does. Doing so with a Great Dane is a little extra difficult as no matter how small a bundle she could curl up as we would impede upon at least some of the seat next to us. The people we sat next to were very understanding and we got along well.
The conference was an experience that pointed out to me how my life has changed so much. Charlotte kept me on my feet many times and supported me as much emotionally as she did physically. It was hard to see so many people I have known and not be frustrated that my limitations have affected who I am. I think this was the first military lab conference I have been to that included a Service Dog. Charlotte was very popular and I had to tell people no when they asked to pet her. Many of the vendor booths were thrilled to take a picture of Charlotte and I in front of their booth. I didn't want to attract attention to us; however, we are who we are and not to be happy with that seemed inappropriate. The board of directors for the conference asked me if I could do a lecture next year on disabilities in the laboratory and how that impacts the operations of the group. I am looking forward to that opportunity if it can help someone, anyone, to improve their quality of life from anything I can provide.
This experience has changed my view somewhat on my pairing with my service dog. No, I don't want to jump and down and ask people to look at us. I want to be a positive impact on someone, anyone's life and I think that if I tell my story or offer an ear then that's a start.
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