Since Wednesday, I have had a loaner wheelchair from SVA in my possession. The chair was obtained through the school's film department, where they have a surplus of wheelchairs. Allan, our department chair, had originally put me in touch with the film department in the hopes of securing for me a wheelchair that I could modify - weld to, tear up, tear down, etc. This, of course, was way back in first semester, when we both thought that a wheelchair product would end up being part of my final portfolio of thesis designs in May. Now that my gears have shifted somewhat, I have no real need for a wheelchair for prototyping purposes, but I found myself arranging to borrow one of the film department's wheelchairs for a little over a week a little over a week ago. I think that part of me knew all along that my thesis wouldn't be complete without this exercise in empathy, especially because, back when my thesis was still in the research phase, I was told by at least one person that I interviewed that I should find a way to rent a wheelchair and go around New York City in it.