What are the numbers for the vaccination rates of disabled people getting vaccinated? Guess what - no one is counting, says Jonny Wilkinson. Photo / Getty Images
What are the numbers for the vaccination rates of disabled people getting vaccinated? Guess what - no one is counting, says Jonny Wilkinson. Photo / Getty Images
A DIFFERENT LIGHT
Last Tuesday we were all heads down totally focused on our Getting Out There Expo, planned for Friday.
Final touches were being put into place and a multiple of last-minute questions were being answered.
Then, BAM! We were thrown into a different reality, all very strange, but horridly familiar. Foran instant, we were distraught, thinking we would simply have to call it off then slowly coming around to the fact that it could be postponed.
The show would go on and people were enthusiastic to see this happen. My prudent PA had booked a Covid contingent date for October 1. BAM!
Things are the same, but different to last year's lockdown. The issues for disabled people are different. A pinch point seems to be the level of access disabled people are getting to testing stations, particularly in Auckland with the multiple of places of interest.
There is little/no information about testing stations with accessible facilities - in particular accessible toilets. A three- to five-hour wait with no access to a toilet is more than eye watering! I find the 40-minute commute from Ruakākā into town a challenge sometimes.
Vaccination sites, on the other hand, have been a bit more accommodating. I had my second jab this week. I had booked a second vaccination and, even though I still had the slight residue of the man flu, I forged ahead to the Semenoff Stadium.
When I arrived I was ushered to a parking spot. As I got out of the car to wrangle my scooter out of the boot, the person parked next to me said, "We were told to stay in the car." "Oh", I said, "I am here for a vaccination." "Yes so am I," he replied.
I sat in my car and waited. After a while a PPE clad person took my booking reference and details, and shortly after I was told to drive towards a tent to a short queue of cars. I suddenly realised I was wearing a winter coat that I needed to take off.
I was about to open the car door to get out to shed the garment, when I realised I wasn't allowed to get out of the car. I stayed put and started performing a Houdini-like shrug and shuffle manoeuvre, shimmying my coat sleeves down my arm, inch by inch.
My jacket was halfway off with my arms pinned to the side when one of the vaccinators beckoned me to drive up. For what seemed like forever, I went into a fight or flight mode of undressing and somehow, after some rabid minutes of struggling, I managed to remove the coat before a scene occurred.
When I finally got to the vaccinator I was breathing very heavily.
"You're doing very well," said the nurse with the syringe in hand.
I'm sure she thought I was having an anxiety attack. Which I probably was, but for a different reason than the jab.
Apart from that it was plain sailing. It is not, however, the same for all disabled people. People with autism who are at the higher end of the spectrum and have difficulty adjusting to different environments, changes and routines, are struggling.
I have heard that parents with young people who have very challenging behaviours are finding it difficult to find options for their sons or daughters. But there are also pockets of innovation and accommodation going on.
Whangārei's Blomfield School is organising a drive-through vaccination event at their central campus with the Northland District Health Board so students can be vaccinated in a familiar environment, with people who know how to support them and their families.
When I watch the daily updates from Ashley Bloomfield and our Prime Minister at question time, a reporter always asks about the numbers of Māori or Pasifika who are getting vaccinated.
