> Through all of it, I’ve found myself noticing “accessibility” helpers more than ever before: that railing on the stairs, that ramp off to the side of the building, that elevator tucked away in the back.

The title got me because I was fortunate to have this revelation too. I'd sprained a foot joint jumping off a small staircase. A day later I could barely limp into a med supply place to buy crutches. My "outdoors" vacation changed completely.

Suddenly I'm worried about people judging me, and I'm intensely grateful for ramps, I care about parking spots, and it dawned on me that I'd ignored all this infrastructure that I now needed.

Thanks.